by Orna Ross | Nov 5, 2016 | Fiction |
On October 25th, which also happens to be the night the Man-Booker prize winner was announced this year, I won my own first prize as a novelist. It's not likely that you'll have heard of that award, for three reasons. It's an Irish prize, this is its first year in...
by Orna Ross | Oct 25, 2016 | Fiction |
The Carousel Aware Prize for the best independently published books in Ireland will be announced tonight, at a gala event in Dublin. I'm honored that Her Secret Rose is shortlisted in the Best Novel category and sad that, for personal reasons, I can't travel to...
by Orna Ross | Oct 12, 2016 | Fiction |
In this extract, we’re taking up the story, just before Mercy's father dies and she is arrested for the murder. At this point, she has returned to Ireland to care for him, he’s very old, he’s very ill and he’s as tyrannical as he ever was, in the days when she fled...
by Orna Ross | Sep 23, 2016 | Fiction |
Rather thrilled have been shortlisted for Best Novel in the CAP AWARDS-2016, along with: Thomas Paul Burgess for White Church, Black Mountain James Lawless for American Doll Pam Lecky for The Bowes Inheritance Neil Rochford for The Blue Ridge Project. The prize was...
by Orna Ross | Aug 20, 2016 | Poetry |
On my back in the dark. given up to night, I lie, a fool aground. A suckling. yearning, turning in want and will, smothering in the urges of the underneath. Up there the spangled stars. The moon: one-quarter lit and on the wane. Hiding its hollows in its divide. And...
by Orna Ross | Feb 8, 2022 | Poetry |
It’s long been my daily practice to play with a well-known form of poetry called haiku, as a way of fostering creative presence. Lately I’ve started posting my haiku on Instagram, accompanied by a photograph or video of that moment, as haiku stories. Or in Instagram...
by Orna Ross | Jun 26, 2016 | Go Creative! |
I marched with London Pride yesterday. It seemed necessary, after Orlando and Brexit. I love how the LGBT+ community stands up for the basic human rights it has had to insist on, still has to insist on. That they don't do it with a war, a fight, or even an argument...
by Orna Ross | Jun 19, 2016 | Poetry |
The work is continuing in the background, building the Creativist Club for all those who are interested in learning more about how to apply the creative process to everything in life: money, friends, work, home. With the aid of the wonderful Pixbee Design, the Club...
by Orna Ross | May 26, 2016 | Poetry |
Love hurts, they say. I say, no way. The only thing that never hurts is love. Lust festers, envy bites. Loss skewers, rejection spikes. Passion burns, craving seethes. Romance dazzles, lonesome bleeds. Well yes, indeed. But none of the above is love. Love helps, love...
by Orna Ross | Apr 7, 2016 | Fiction |
The first recorded Irish stories were Celtic. They presented our world as eternal, represented by the famous knotwork art produced for centuries in Ireland's monasteries. There are fewer stories about the moment of creation in Celtic culture than other tribes but one...