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Maura McHugh

writing dark visions from the West of Ireland

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Maura McHugh

A writer of prose, comic books, plays, non-fiction and other media, specialising in horror/science fiction.

  • ESFS 2020 Hall of Fame Awards: Best Author Nomination

    14 September 2020 /

    Colour me stunned: I've been nominated for the ESFS 2020 Hall Of Fame Awards in the Best Author category.

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Rows of limp dying #leaves, like those old sheets Rows of limp dying #leaves, like those old sheets you love, hanging out for a final wash, before you admit they must be shed. Treasure all they have given, and release them to become the source for something new. 7/42 #autumn #beautyindecay #Ireland
A pair of #swans gliding across the Coole Park tur A pair of #swans gliding across the Coole Park turlough at dusk, recently. It was also #autumn when Yeats wrote his iconic poem about these brilliant creatures. A hundred years separate me and him yet we're connected by place and beauty. 6/42 #poetry #WildSwansatCoole #Ireland #Galway
Attending a reduced funeral during #lockdown in #I Attending a reduced funeral during #lockdown in #Ireland counts as a forlorn experience. No hugs, no post-burial lunch, no laughing reminiscences. A small separated group under vaulted blue with seagulls spinning by to remind us that voracious life continues in other forms. #graveyard 5/42
One of my new green pals in the house, Senecio per One of my new green pals in the house, Senecio peregrinus, known as the Jumping Dolphin plant. As it grows the leaves change and begin to look like dolphins. Here, they leap eternally in the air imagining cresting waves. 4/42 #plants #houseplants
The @britishfantasysociety has announced the nomin The @britishfantasysociety has announced the nominations for the British Fantasy Awards 2020 and I'm stunned (and delighted) that my collection, The Boughs Withered (When I Told Them My Dreams), is shortlisted in the Best Collection category. I'm nominated along with such talented authors, so I'm truly honoured! Huge thanks to Ian Whates, wonderful editor and supporter of my work, for publishing the collection with @newcon_press. And to @daniele_serra_art for the cover. Much love to Kim Newman for writing the introduction. The entire list is here: http://www.britishfantasysociety.org/awards/british-fantasy-awards-2020-shortlists/ There's more information on my web site about how to order a physical copy or the ebook: https://splinister.com/books/the-boughs-withered/ and the link is in my bio.
The fisherman who owned this #mug never realised t The fisherman who owned this #mug never realised that others fish too, and they don't all swim in water. How did he feel, when they slid from the trees and knocked the mug from his startled hands? They cradle their trophy. 3/42 #foundfootage #lostandfound #story
#Trees tell stories slowly if you have the patienc #Trees tell stories slowly if you have the patience to notice. They support so much life above and below the surface, so they're really teeming with activity. But now they're settling into wet earth, surrounded by their cast-off leaves, to doze. 2/42 #blackandwhite #woods #Ireland
Rattan dress at a garden centre, now shuttered for Rattan dress at a garden centre, now shuttered for #lockdown. It lingers among #garden statues and plants, quietly waiting the return of shoppers, only attended by occasional staff and curious birds. Its fixed corset encompasses air while our invisible stays are rigid. 1/42 #decorations #Ireland #gardencentre
Sundown as #lockdown begins. 42 days and counting. Sundown as #lockdown begins. 42 days and counting... #sunset #Galway #Ireland #skies
#Clowns to the left of me... clowns to the right o #Clowns to the left of me... clowns to the right of me... #Halloween #decorations on a theme... not a great time for coulrophobics.
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