New Irish Short Stories

New Irish Short Stories

Language: English

Pages: 236

ISBN: 2:00341796

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

Edited by Joseph O'Connor (author of Star of the Sea and Ghost Light) New Irish Short Stories is a stunning collection from a fascinating variety of writers, both new and established. Featuring, among many others, William Trevor and Roddy Doyle, Rebecca Miller and Richard Ford, Christine Dwyer Hickey and Colm Toibin, it shows the short story to be a vibrant, thriving form and one that should continue to be celebrated and encouraged.

This collection follows the two acclaimed editions David Marcus edited for Faber in 2004-5 and 2006-7.



















away from the sums for a solitary minute. He’d have your heart broken with the books.’ Con looks across at the counter. The big, round-shouldered figure of his father stooping over it never really left. There he is snipping away at a length of cloth, turning it this way and that, shaping arms and legs and torsos. ‘He got that from his mother, may the Lord have mercy on her poor soul,’ his father would continue. ‘Wants to be a maths teacher no less! My poor shop isn’t good enough for our young

hadn’t expected was this. This emptiness. He has the feeling they may be going in the wrong direction and, when a sign comes up for Ballymun, wonders if the driver could have misheard him. Frank thinks about asking, but doesn’t want to be the first one to break their silence. At the airport there had been a moment while lifting the luggage in, when a word might have been enough to start up a conversation. But a look had passed between them for a few tired seconds, and somewhere inside that look

from, he’s hoping he won’t hear any admonitions or life lessons, which nobody believes make any difference to anything and which certainly are way too cloudy for a wedding. Give people a break for one fucking day of their lives. The seats begin to fill up – how middle-aged everybody looks, Robert thinks, even Electra’s crowd, in their early thirties – and a young Scottish clergyman wears an expectant, official expression. Mark, a handsome straw hat covering his bald head, nervously makes

in Massachusetts. On his way to the bar, Robert trips and almost falls. The Indian currency expert approaches him like the oldest of friends and refines a point he made earlier about the euro versus the dollar. Roger/Robert nods and nods. Then, interrupting, he says, Cambio. This draws a silence from his interlocutor. Italian for change, Robert says. Maybe it’s Spanish, too. Anyhow – cambio. Remember that word. And bureau de change. Very useful. Fully obnoxious, he pats the expert on the back

‘So it’s all right then?’ ‘Are you sure there’s nothing wrong?’ ‘Ah no, nothing.’ Suddenly, Brother O’Hara moved towards the door and shut it and moved closer to him and spoke in a hushed voice. ‘Are you all right?’ he asked. Maurice was alert immediately to what the Brother meant. ‘I’m absolutely fine.’ ‘If there’s anything I can do?’ the Brother asked. ‘No,’ Maurice said as he held his gaze. Since he knew that everyone in the town was aware that Stephen was sick, it was clear to him

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