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Máire T. Robinson

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Máire was born in Dublin City at the tender age of zero. Since then, she's been trying to convince the world at large that her name isn’t Marie.

Máire is the author of novel Skin Paper Stone (New Island, 2015) and short story chapbook Your Mixtape Unravels My Heart (Doire Press, 2013).

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I’m facilitating a six-week course “Lives of Girls & Women: Fiction Writing” taking place at Block T starting on Tuesday, January 17th (19:00 to 21:00).

The course fee is 150 (75 booking fee).

Booking details are available HERE and the full course outline is below:

LIVES OF GIRLS & WOMEN: FICTION WRITING

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Skin Paper Stone

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Your Mixtape Unravels My Heart

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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.”
Máire T. Robinson, 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.”
Máire T. Robinson, Your Mixtape Unravels My Heart




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