Tag Archives: Stuart France

The Shreiking Womb: Binding

Posted on October 5, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* …Deirdru didn’t pine long for soon after that Neesh was out alone on the ramparts of Emain.   Deirdru slipped outside and passed him by. “Why, that’s a fine heifer going past,” said Neesh.   “The heifers grow well … Continue reading →

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The Shreiking Womb: Neesh…

Posted on October 4, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* …So, Deirdru was kept in a place apart until she was ready for Connavor’s bed. * No one was allowed into her enclosure save her foster-mother, her foster-father, and her nurse maid, Leborcham, the satirist. * One winter’s day … Continue reading →

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Callanish Calling…

Posted on July 15, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* Dear Wen, I have booked an additional day off work – The Wednesday… However, we possibly need a bit more of a plan than, ‘If we have it we can fill it’, for me to book any more time … Continue reading →

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‘A Forest’…

Posted on July 6, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* …The drink has stirred up my emotions and memories of the trip flick through my mind in no particular order but return, time and again, to Cardwell… * Its waterfall and rock-pool. The water, black as death. The surrounding … Continue reading →

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In conversation with G. Michael Vasey #podcast

Posted on June 13, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Author G. Michael Vasey invited me over to be his guest on his podcast, to talk about how we can connect with the living energies of the land and the events that led to Stuart France and I writing The … Continue reading →

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Spreading wings

Posted on May 26, 2020 by Sue Vincent

The hill was a verdant emerald rising into a sapphire sky that sparkled with motes of light… so high and clear. My companion walked behind, following at a far more sedate pace as I ran headlong to the summit, an … Continue reading →

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Slivers of Søren: Testaments to Truth ~ Stuart France

Posted on April 4, 2020 by Sue Vincent

THE HAND THAT GUIDES… …Can pick up a thing, a train of thought, say, or better… a circumstance, a way of life… after years of apparent neglect, and immediately, unerringly, hit-the-beat… * Had that song ever stopped, even, or did … Continue reading →

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Spirit y’all? – Stuart France

Posted on March 24, 2020 by Sue Vincent

This week, I will be sharing again a little about the people behind the Silent Eye… this is Stuart’s journey… * ‘Our own journey is entirely imaginary: that is its strength.’ – Louis Ferdinand Celine. I grew up in a … Continue reading →

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Lizard Men…

Posted on March 21, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* QUEEN OF THE NIGHT… It is night and I cannot sleep. Jed cannot sleep either. I can hear him turning in his bed but I do not speak. Steve is asleep. It must be about three in the morning. … Continue reading →

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A song of Gwythyr…

Posted on March 4, 2020 by Sue Vincent

“A question, O Yoke-all-Craft, which art will you practise tonight?” So Gwythyr-the-Bright took out the harp of Tertiu-the-Melodious from his craneskin bag, and sang this lay: “In the name of wisdom: I will practise metre’s nurture, fear’s erasure, and honour’s … Continue reading →

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