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But the landscapes were harsh, crude, rugged, the lives equally so- in any case, I was a visitor and intoxicated with the abundance of, for me, unexplored literary territory.
I returned to Ireland with an expectation of disappointment – back home to a familiar landscape, a familiar literature.
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— Gerard Beirne § sit at the small table and eat my breakfast, wondering, as I wonder every morning, where my brother is. Does he wish to meet or has too much icy water flowed under the bridges of experience? And then I finish my breakfast and watch the passing shapes of the figures in the street – quavers and semi-quavers with minims in tow; figures of darkness and, occasionally, figures blessed by the light of the falling snow.
I ask myself the questions I ask first thing each morning and last thing each night. Then I wonder if he’s well and if he’s enjoying his life greatly or to some extent or at all. And then I stop this gradation of life, this slotting of emotions into pockets. Once my morning meal is over, I go and wash in the small bathroom that is never bright and never warm.
In the mid-nineties, I returned to Ireland from Washington State having completed my MFA in Creative Writing at Eastern Washington University.
I was young, heady on a mix of Russell Banks, Ray Carver, Tobias Wolff, Richard Ford et al. His characters less inclined towards defeat (than many of the other so called “minimalist” writers) and more inclined to take some control upon their lives, to seek some form of transcendence or at the very least self-knowledge.
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The electronic edition is a part of the UNC-CH digitization project, Documenting the American South.