The Raptures - A Wee Bit of Background for the Uninitiated

My third novel, The Raptures is launching on January 6th 2022. That date’s getting scarily close. If you’d like to support me and the team who are working hard behind the scenes you can pre-order a copy from your favourite Indie Book Store. Mine’s No Alibis, Belfast but buying from any independent bookseller is a brilliant and much-appreciated thing to do.

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In the Beginnings

Sometimes you get an absolute gift of a commission and you can’t believe your own good fortune. Am delighted to be working with the Ulster Orchestra on a spoken word and music collaboration to be launched early next year. “In The Beginnings” will explore the way the wonderful Primary School I attended as a child (Carniny Primary, Ballymena) impacted my journey as a writer and artist and will seek to honour Dr Sam Simpson who was principal of Carniny during my stay and an incredibly visionary man. Sadly Dr Simpson is no longer with us but here’s a small obituary article I wrote a few years ago when he passed away. I’m looking forward to sharing the final piece with the Ulster Orchestra early next year.

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Up Early - For Dad

Seven days ago, sat in a coffee shop, much like the one I’m currently sitting in, I read Nick Laird’s new poem in Granta. Up Late is a brutal and beautiful howl of a poem in which the poet writes about the recent death of his father. I read, as I read most things, through a self-centric lens, tearing up at the loss Laird described, but primarily drawn to the parallels between his experience and my own

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Twelve for the Twelfth

I’m stuck in my house today listening to my neighbours grow increasingly more drunk as they prepare for their annual post-parade barbecue and Garth Brooks sing-along. I have decided to use my time profitably. I have washed the bin and waded my way through a fortnight’s worth of laundry, tackled the admin mountain and am now compiling a list of twelve novels which you might have missed the first time round.

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Chancing My Arm

Basically, I am chancing my arm here. I’m probably going to write some of these pieces anyway, then try to find a home for them. But if there’s anyone out there who’d like to commission an article or essay on any of these topics please give me a wee shout and I can tailor to your word count and theme. My DMs are open on Twitter @jancarson7280

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"Launching a Book in a Pandemic Take 2" or "Really, You're Going to Put Yourself Through This Again."

The Last Resort, my series of linked short stories set in a caravan park in Ballycastle is being published next Thursday. Yes, that is April 1st. And, yes I am trying not to read too much into that date. This will be my second attempt to launch a book during Lockdown. Postcard Stories 2 came out back in August. I don’t know anyone else who’s published two books during Lockdown, (cue everyone tweeting to point out writers who’ve published three or four), so I’m setting myself up as a kind of expert, offering straight from the hip, hard learnt wisdom and advice to the very very many people who are sending their wee books out into a locked down world.

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2. Last Seen Wearing

“Morse stared morosely at the blotting paper. ‘It’s just not my sort of case, Lewis. I know it’s not a very nice thing to say, but I just get on better when we’ve got. body - a body that died from unnatural causes. That’s all I ask. And we haven’t got a body.”

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Thoughts at the End of a Long Year

“Nothing in my education or experience prepared me even to expect the horror and anxiety and moral bewilderment that I have felt during these years of racism and disintegration at home and a war of unprecedented violence and senselessness abroad. The attempt to keep meaning in one’s life at such a time is a continuous strain, and perhaps ultimately futile: there is undoubtedly a limit to how long private integrity can hold out in the face of, and within, public disintegration.”

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