We craft and tell stories because we’ve stood on the uncertain edge between the waking world and our imagination, between enchantment and fear. And we remember other stories that help us build our own stories, scraps of lumber and fragments of narrative we gather together to make stories for ourselves.
The Wild Girl by Kate Forsyth (Allison & Busby 2013, £12.99) Reviewed by Katherine Langrish Kate Forsyth’s novel The Wild Girl is the story of Dortchen Wild, who would marry Wilhelm Grimm—literally the boy next door—after…Continue Reading
A Most Wretched Ghost Then the wind turned and drove the ship southward through seven days, and they came to a great rock in the sea, and the sea breaking over it. And on the…Continue Reading
The Feast of the Resurrection And when Brendan had stopped there through Christmas and for Little Christmas, he bade good-bye to the Abbot and the brothers and went back to the ship with his people.…Continue Reading
Jasconye the Fish Then they went into the ship again and it was driven by storms till they saw before them another little island, and the brothers went to land on it but Brendan stopped…Continue Reading
His Vision of the Land of Promise It is a monk going through hardship Blessed Brendan was, that was born in Ciarraige Luachra of a good father and mother. It was on Slieve Daidche beside…Continue Reading
[Editor’s Note: As part of the release of our first issue, folktale editor Katherine Langrish presents the Voyage of St Brendan, in Lady Gregory’s translation. Below she gives us the background to the tale. The…Continue Reading
Begin at the beginning was the Mad Hatter’s advice. And willingly or not, fairy tales begin with fairies. Sort of. Not really. But fairy tales, at the very least, began in folktales, and otherness and…Continue Reading
