Listowel Writers’ Week Fringe

Another black-haired man who looks as if he was in J B Keanes as late as me, but drank a lot more.

Ear-ringed: one or two? Gold ring.

There’s a northern twang to his accent, a bit of north america too?

“My mother passed me a sandwich.” Lough Derg gets a mention… Red Lake… old Irish story… Fianna by the lake with a worm… St Partick too… “I could fall asleep here…” Banshee’s keening… sound subsided… blow-hole… and she nodded agreeing with herself.

Irish fiction award.

I’m so pissed off not to be able to photograph his. in his pinstriped suit and face loaded with creative tension. His shoes are big boots, strong, almost strong enough to support several of him.

“Great” says the photographer. Peter is taken away by a woman in a purple suit… Maybe anothe rinterview.