Anatomy of Disgust – Northern Irish Style
This piece is not intended to provoke. It is more a look at the way…
Author Neil Burns
Neil Burns
Neil Burns is forty-four years old. He has been busy with learning. Some travel. Hiking. Writing. Reading. He is originally from Northern Ireland but has since moved away to grow.
The Cult of Literary Narcissism
No beast so fierce but knows some touch of pity, but I know none, therefore…
Ciaran Carson: The Dichotomy of Being
Belfast writer, and poet, Ciaran Carson carried a black flute with silver keys on its…
Gay?
In the insular, it felt like it at times, enforced statelet of Northern Ireland, sexual…
Gull
Try to envisage Odysseus, on stiff headland, on the Western Atlantic coast of Ireland, tilling…
David Foster Wallace’s Infinite Jest
I have a mild neurosis, situated in Utopian wish-fulfillment, of the ideal that I often…
Review: Strumpet City
Picture the scene: the small backyard of a tiny working-class pub in Belfast at around…
Literature: Ireland’s Last Minotaur
In Ireland, North and South, the Arts Sector, currently, is a sinecure. Those middle-class mentalities…
The Literary ‘Outsider’ Novel
Does an age of frenetic online activity afford time for literary masterpieces, especially Outsider Novels,…
Kafka’s Café
Levi ‘Lev’ Driscoll, wrote the odd sentence or two when creativity revealed itself to him.…
Aye, Dead On
It is easy when we are in prosperity to give advice to the afflicted. Aeschylus…
The Horse That Kicks
For Daniel and Others ‘Is Heroin still a thing in Dublin?’ The academic, and Professor…