Sunday, 8 February 2026
Weekend of Writing
Saturday, 31 January 2026
Making an Exhibition of Ourselves
It's so un-Ulster-Scots to draw attention to or make an exhibiton of oneself, but I have to confess I was fair pleased with myself this week to see some of my writing has been referenced in the current Robert Burns exhibition at the Linenhall library in Belfast.
This exhibition opened before Burns Night celebrations had taken place and is on until the end of February.
Tracing the influence of Burns from when his 'Fragments of Scotch Poetry' first appeared in Belfast's 'Newsletter' in 1786 to the present day, the exhibition includes some of the poetry books held in the Gibson Collection dating from the late eighteenth century along with a range of Burnsanalia.
The exhibition also references the recent Ulster Scots poetry jukebox curation in which I (along with nine other poets (including two Scots makars!)) have a poem - 'Ballooning' written in response to 'To a Louse'.
It was an honour to be selected to be part of this curation with this group of contempoary Ulster Scots writers and for our work now to be included in the Linenhall library's collection.
The exhibition also includes the Linenhall's publications of the winning entries in their annual Ulster Scots writing competition. I'm honoured to have my stories included in two of these publications.
The exhibition continues until the end of February - a perfect excuse to celebrate Burns Night for a little bit longer.
Saturday, 3 January 2026
Snow Day
We woke up to another light covering of snow this morning. Thankfully it didn't result in our writing group plans being cancelled. And there was even a flurry of snow when we were down at Coney this morning.
There's nothing worse than having writing plans cancelled by winter weather, especially when you're getting back into a routine again after the holidays, so I was glad it was only a light snowfall. Having struggled to find my notebook and a pen amidst a pile of recently taken down Christmas decorations, I was glad to get back to Coney to catch up with writing pals and exercise some writing muscles after a lovely break and get back into a routine.
Over cranberry and chocolate muffins we chatted and made some plans for the year ahead as we eased ourselves into a new year of writing.











