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Wolfstongue is Book of the Month for Bookmark: Disability and Books at BookTrust. With a short piece on finding our voice when words won’t come.
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Wolves had lived in Ireland for 25,000 years but they could not survive their persecution by the humans… An essay on wolves and Wolfstongue at the Honest Ulsterman.
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Wolfstongue chat on the In The Reading Corner podcast…
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A lyrical fable about the power of language and the relationship between humans and the natural world. ‘What an astonishing work Wolfstongue is by Sam Thompson. One of the most extraordinary children’s books I’ve ever read.’ – Anthony McGowan, Carnegie Medal-winning author of Lark ‘[Wolfstongue] has all the makings of a modern classic with its…
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My story We Have Been To A Marvellous Party is available to read at The Honest Ulsterman.
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“I started writing Wolfstongue for my son, who has speech difficulties and has always loved wolves… I hope the book takes readers on an adventure while also offering them a myth that they may find useful: a myth about how language can trap us or make us free, about the self-doubt we feel when we…
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Do you like rooms? Here are some rooms, courtesy of the Seamus Heaney Centre…
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‘… a conversation emerged that returned on several occasions to the themes of communication and representation, their inevitable failures and the persistent, urgent necessity to pursue some form of apotheosis through language. We talked. We waited. No conclusions.’ David Haughey asked me a lot of in-depth, insightful questions in this interview in the latest edition…
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Books pile up by the desk as you work on a project. They’re research or inspiration, or talismanic, or just fortuitous. You look for what connects them. Their separate outlines begin to merge and soon they form a single imaginary map. This map has a small empty space at the centre. Somewhere in that space…
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Louis MacNeice writes: What is it we want really? For what end and how? If it is something feasible, obtainable, Let us dream it now, And pray for a possible land Not of sleep-walkers, not of angry puppets, But where both heart and brain can understand The movements of our fellows; Where life is a…