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A Warm Day, by Billy O’Callaghan

FictionPosted by editor Tue, August 14, 2012 13:31:45
Reaction to and reflection on A Warm Day, by Billy O’Callaghan.

Billy O'Callaghan is the author of two short story collections, In Exile (2008) and In Too Deep (2009), both published by Mercier Press. A new collection, tentatively entitled: The Things We Lose, The Things We Leave Behind, will be published by New Island Press in early 2013. Winner of the 2010 Arts Council of Ireland Bursary Award for Literature and several Irish literary prizes, his fiction has appeared in Alfred Hitchcock Mystery Magazine, the Bellevue Literary Review, Confrontation, Hayden's Ferry Review, the Los Angeles Review, Narrative Magazine, the Southeast Review, Versal, Yuan Yang and numerous other magazines and journals around the world. New work is forthcoming in the Fiddlehead. He also regularly reviews books for the Irish Examiner.

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Posted by Claire Booker Mon, September 10, 2012 19:38:43

A really strong piece of writing, with the most awe-inspiring ending - so truthful.

Posted by Sue Pace Tue, August 21, 2012 18:23:47

You left me breathless. Like others in this world, I have seen and experienced those times when, personally destroyed, I could not reach out to comfort the ones I loved. And you wrote about that perfectly. Thank you.