Review of “I’m Right Here” by the Irish Independent

A curious blend of fantasy and realism, Yvonne Cassidy’s fourth novel is about a haunting. It’s about the chasm between mothers and teenage daughters. It’s about the crippling effects of alcoholism on a family. It’s about truth and lies, loyalty between siblings, the implosion of divorce, the shock of bereavement. Whatever the reader decides it’s about, it’s a page-turner.

Feel it All

There is something that happens to me every time I see the Indigo Girls play. Right at that part in the middle of a song, right when Amy is getting so lost in her playing of the guitar, or the banjo or the ukulele, that she starts to bend forwards, towards the violinist whose hair

22nd May 2015

I am not in Ireland today. More than anything I want to be in Ireland and I want to list reasons (excuses?) as to why I am not, but it is enough to just say that I am not. Instead, I am here, in New York City, in a Starbucks at the corner of 103rd

What’s in a word?

I am in the bank.   “Date of birth?” the cashier asks.   I tell her and she smiles – an action that transforms her from a bank teller into a real person.   “That’s in two days,” she says. “Happy Birthday. Do you have any plans?”   I have plans that involve the cinema,