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Máire’s 2025 Year in Books
Take a look at Máire’s Year in Books, including some fun facts about their reading.
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Máire T. Robinson
Goodreads Author
Born
in Dublin, Ireland
October 03
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April 2014
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https://www.goodreads.com/mairet
Bray Literary Festival
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I’m excited to be taking part in the Bray Literary Festival this year. It takes place from Friday, September 27th to Sunday, September 29th and has a fantastic line-up of readings, discussions, workshops and music. The full programme of events is available to view here.
I’ll be facilitating a beginners’ fiction workshop on Saturday, September 28th at 10am. It costs €10 and bookin
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Skin Paper Stone
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2015
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Your Mixtape Unravels My Heart
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2013
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“Sometimes we'd sit on that bench for hours, talking about nothing much and blowing smoke rings into the air, and we'd see them teetering past, stumble-drunk after closing time with their brown paper bags and late night vinegar running down their arms and the lack of kindness everywhere. And the girls, panda-eyed and lonely, hitching their bravado to their short skirts, were telling themselves that this was living. We said we would never be them. But there was one boy who had kind eyes. His hair was the colour of the sand and his smile promised everything. I told you he wasn't like the rest, but you didn't want to hear it.”
― Your Mixtape Unravels My Heart
― Your Mixtape Unravels My Heart
“To her, each poster seemed to make the same incredulous demand: how can a person just disappear? It was both terrifying and ridiculous. When these people should be at work, or walking the dog, or picking up the kids from school like always, how very careless of them to evaporate. She had seen the Dublin missing, but never imagined she would become one of them.”
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“Sometimes we'd sit on that bench for hours, talking about nothing much and blowing smoke rings into the air, and we'd see them teetering past, stumble-drunk after closing time with their brown paper bags and late night vinegar running down their arms and the lack of kindness everywhere. And the girls, panda-eyed and lonely, hitching their bravado to their short skirts, were telling themselves that this was living. We said we would never be them. But there was one boy who had kind eyes. His hair was the colour of the sand and his smile promised everything. I told you he wasn't like the rest, but you didn't want to hear it.”
― Your Mixtape Unravels My Heart
― Your Mixtape Unravels My Heart
