Alan Walsh is a 38 year old writer from Co. Wicklow, currently living in Dublin with his wife and a recent addition, a little son, Sam. Before this, he’s lived in Italy and London and have tried out numerous careers everywhere. He’s been, teacher, delivery man, commis chef, designer, you name it. Alan’s just written Sour, a book which takes the old story Deirdre of the Sorrows and transplants it into a town in modern Ireland, filled with traditional mythical characters re-purposed as locals. I’m really interested in people updating and re-purposing the old Irish stories into new and inventive works across all media, keeping them alive for current and future audiences and tying them into all the other folklore from around the world, enhancing already strong cultural ties to elsewhere.
Prior to this, he’s had short stories published in The Moth, The Bohemyth, Wordlegs and Outburst magazine, a piece about Irish Mythology in the Irish Times, and a short spell of contributions to Magill Magazine and Film Ireland back in the day too. Alan recently helped out with blogging at the International Literature Festival Dublin and has a reading coming up at the Dublin Book Festival.
He’s currently working on a new novel about the mysterious Comte De Saint Germain, keeping a blog at: alanwalshblog.blogspot.ie and tweeting regularly at @Alan_Walsh_77Read More
Buttons have been pressed.
Gears have been ground.
Somewhere in the distance a dog has barked.
Publication day has arrived…
Pillar International Publishing is proud to announce (drumroll) …
The release of two new titles into the wild and two existing titles into bookshops!
A re-telling of ‘Deirdre of the Sorrows’, updated to the modern day, re-imagined with bizarre local characters and set in a fictional Irish countryside.
In a desolate Irish town a local paper boy goes missing. Conall, a beetroot-faced, mule of a man, makes it his business to find the boy. What starts out a small undertaking, unfolds into a journey of strange rural experience, bizarre natural occurrences and warped small-town morality, revealing the shocking tale of a young girl horribly imprisoned and two boys fixed on rescuing her.
First published in 1945, this book is a compendium of advice across a myriad of subjects for the post-war woman, wife and mother. By times hilarious, by times disconcerting but always entertaining, it offers bite-sized ampoules of advice on the subjects of house, health, beauty and dress.
Two books that have been a great hits with kids, parents and schools in the eBook format are now available as paperback in your local bookshop.
All books are available in national and independent bookshops. Books also available on Amazon in eBook and paperback formats.
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To date, we have published our list entirely through eBook and Print-on-Demand outlets. This is about to change.
Pillar International Publishing have teamed up with Gill & Macmillan Distribution for our forthcoming titles and with Michael Darcy at Brookside for our sales representation. Our PR will be handled by Liz Coffey Media and Communications.
With this team we will be able to extend our reach into the bookshops of Ireland and the UK, ensuring that our authors get the exposure they deserve.
Watch this space.
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For those of you who don’t know, it’s Manx Litfest weekend in the Isle of Man. Check it out here: http://manxlitfest.com/
At the first ever Litfest in 2012 I was engaged for one-to-one sessions with authors, to give writers the experience of pitching to a publisher. This is where I first met Angela Roberts. The piece she presented was not what I was looking for but I was struck by how well she wrote and how laugh-out-loud funny she could be. The following year I met Angela again, with a new novel and a new pitch.
It was the first draft of ‘The Fear of Flying Club’. It had something. Not everything, but there was something wonderful at the heart of this piece that told me that this space had to be watched. So I watched. And I waited. And I was not disappointed.
Pillar International Publishing is proud to announce that we have signed ‘The Fear of Flying Club’ by Angela Roberts, for publication in September 2016.
About the Author
Angela Roberts was born and educated on the Isle of Man before gaining a degree in French and business studies. After an eight year career in marketing, she swapped the glitz and glamour of international travel for a keyboard and a classroom, dividing her time between teaching French and writing novels.
Her island upbringing has influenced her writing in many ways, none more so than with her first published novel The Fear of Flying Club (apparently being an aerophobe when you live on tiny rock in the middle of the Irish Sea is not particularly convenient).
In addition to writing novels, Angela enjoys writing lifestyle articles and short stories (one of which ironically won her two return flights to Paris).
About the Book
Four aerophobes, one hapless instructor, and two novice assistants : Meet the Fear of Flying Club
Frannie is afraid to tell his employers that he can’t fly.
Rachel’s chronically ill five-year-old daughter wants to go to Disneyland.
Eighteen-year-old Jalil cannot miss his mates’ trip to Kavos.
Urban Phantoms rockstar-frontman McKenzie is running out of excuses: if he misses the flight to the next gig, he’s out of the band.
Led by empathetically-challenged Hugh and his hippy assistant, Petal, our heroes (trust me, they’re heroes) turn their fears inside-out and discover something wonderful about human nature.Read More
Pillar International Publishing is proud to announce that we have signed Rebecca Lloyd’s book ‘Oothangbart‘ for publication in Autumn/Winter 2016.
If Roald Dahl, George Orwell, Samuel Beckett and Dr. Seuss had found themselves fused in a freak microwave accident, then the resultant author might have conceived of a novel such as Oothangbart. A modern-day fable, set in the city of Oothangbart, it is brimming with humour, romance, satire, bagels and kites. It challenges us to question our understanding of feudal societies, democracy and the existence of Bristol.
Rebecca Lloyd writes short stories and the occasional novel. Some of her writing has been recognised in literary contests and has been published in anthologies and magazines. In many of her stories, elements of the fantastical are blended into the mundane – just as in real life. What interests her most is the inventive ways we deal with what life throws at us, and the ability many of us have to slip between our invented worlds and the shared world, as if travelling back and forth down a long worn path.
Amongst other work, she is the author of the novel, ‘Halfling’ (Walker Books 2011) and two collections of short stories, ‘Mercy’ a nominee for the World Fantasy Award 2015, (Tartarus Press 2014) and ‘The View from Endless Street’ (WiDo Publishing 2014).
(Photo (c) Rosie Tomlinson)
As a teeny-tiny independent publisher with nobody shouting at me to ‘make more money, you bozo’, I get to do stuff that maybe some other publishers don’t – like publish a collection of humorous prose from a long-dead Canadian writer that most people will never have heard of and dedicate said collection to the memory of the English teacher who gave me my love of the written word.
Stephen Leacock was a rock star in his time. He inherited from Dickens and Twain and bequeathed his literary talents to Woody Allen, Douglas Adams, Monty Python. Spike Milligan and pretty much every humorous author that came after him. His mixture of social commentary and absurd parody stretched his reading public, readying the next generations for what was to come.
I first came across his short story ‘A,B &C’ in a secondary school English textbook. My teacher at the time was Dennis Dunning, who has since, sadly, passed. Dennis gave me more confidence, as a writer, than anyone in my life. One day, as I was packing to leave his class and a group of much older boys were arriving for their lesson, he stopped me and shushed the room. Addressing the older boys, he remarked – “If only you guys could write like him.” Me? He was talking about me? It is terribly vain to need such approval, such public approval but I’m a writer, and we do vain professionally. It wasn’t all roses and sunshine, though. He was capable of reproving red-pen comments too. But he showed me that, whatever it was, I had it. Time has yet to rule on whether that it I have is of any use to anyone, but that is by-the-by.
Dennis loved what he did and that came across in every lesson. He never tired of Yeats, of Shakespeare, of Dickens or of Kavanagh. He never grew weary of his student’s ham-fisted attempts at expression or analysis (mine included). He urged us on, demanding that we experience the text, that we meet the writer, that we connect with the age. Once a year he would bring us, his unwashed Christian Brothers’ students, en masse in a big dirty bus to the village of Prosperous in County Kildare, his hometown, where we would see the local Am-Dram production of Big Maggie or Doctor Fell. He’d be up there on that tiny stage, grease-painted, showing us that the words were alive and vigorous, that the language was real. Those nights will remain with me always.
I finished school and I guess I got lost in the demands of a noisy world. I forget about writing, I forgot about Dennis.
Many years later, during a casual conversation with old school friends, someone said, in passing, that Dennis Dunning had died. I felt sure I had misheard. No. It was repeated – Dennis Dunning had died. Maybe it was months previous, maybe a few years, I can’t remember. I do remember the feeling that something precious had been stolen from me. As a writer I do vain and selfish.
The unwritten plan, the unspoken promise was lost. I never met with Dennis in those years after school, I never shared a pint and a laugh. That I never will is a great sadness.
Today, then, I have this collection, this homage to Stephen Leacock and, by association, a gentle ‘Thank You’ to Dennis Dunning, the grey-haired, cursing pedagogue. Thank you, Dennis.
From the desk of Thaddeus Lovecraft, April 2015.
Click here to find out more about ‘The Essential Stephen Leacock’, published by Pillar International Publishing.Read More