While we're waiting for my wonderful Leprechaun storytelling adventure, I thought I'd let you know how I'm doing on my Irish literature list given to me by Irish writer friends.
I started with Edna O'Brien's The Country Girls Trilogy, and what an amazing start it was. How do you dog-ear an entire 550-page book? It's hard, especially when you want to dog-ear back and front two or three times. Sadly, my response to O'Brien's prose, her characters, and her narrative choices in general are stuff for something more ambitious and serious than this blog; but I'll let you know when that is published elsewhere. For now just know that Edna O'Brien rules. That sounds pat, but there you are. She's a master.
OK, here's something that will also be big fun: I can let you in on some Irish vocabulary I've learned from The Country Girls Trilogy. So much of Ireland's character, or that of any other country for that matter, relies on language. And it just so happens that I love language. Here are a few new--or sort of new--expressions I've learned:
a press -- a cupboard for linens
to feck something -- to steal or take without asking. This word has other meanings, and is also a morpheme in the standard-usage word feckless (irresponsible, lazy), and it is also used as a mild oath.
eejit -- A stupid person as in "You're a right looking eejit." This word has burst the borders of Ireland I think. It's become so used that you've surely heard it. I know I have. People call me this all the time.
minerals -- sodas or, as we call them where I'm from, co-colas (regardless of the flavor)
to link someone -- Now this might sound like you want to hurt the person, but in Irish English it means to walk arm-in-arm with him/her. Or at least I hope this is what it means. Irish friends to the rescue, please!
Are these expressions new to you? The official word for Irish English is Hiberno English (from Hibernia or the Latin name for the island of Ireland). You can read more about it HERE.
This week I'll be reading The Gathering by Anne Enright. Can't wait to tuck into that.
If you're in need of a bit of reading this week, you could check out my story "Other Household Toxins" at the very cool journal Night Train. Clicking on THIS LINK will make you 84% prettier.
I must be off,
Christopher Allen is the author of Conversations with S. Teri O'Type (a Satire), an episodic adult cartoon about a man struggling with expectations. Allen's writing has appeared, or is forthcoming, in Indiana Review, Night Train, Quiddity, SmokeLong Quarterly: the Best of the First Ten Years anthology, Prime Number Magazine, [PANK] blog, Necessary Fiction, Word Riot, Bootsnall Travel, Chicken Soup for the Soul and lots of other good places. A finalist at Glimmer Train in 2011, Allen has been nominated for Best of the Net and the Pushcart Prize twice.