Writer’s Pen-name: Jo Nestor
Leitrim Guardian Literary Award Winner 2020
OVERALL WINNER at the Dublin Story Slam contest, February 11th 2020 – Jo Nestor telling her HEART-themed story to a live audience. (Podcast link to follow)
Jo Nestor features on: https://www.thedublinstoryslam.com – 2019 Christmas Podcast – The Gift: https://www.thedublinstoryslam.com/ep-20-the-gift
‘Swimming Donkeys’ (Fiction), published online by Northwest Words.
Long-listed for FISH memoir competition, Spring 2020
Several irons in the fire:
I’m an active member of writing.ie WRITERS INK Facebook writers’ group, and it’s magical.
I have several Creative Non-Fiction submissions out there … ready & willing to hear back from SUNDAY MISCELLANY, any day now …
Battering away at WIP – memoir. Must be on rewrite #28 at this stage. Not easy, but very rewarding.
– How on earth did you manage to let the fire go out?
– I was down the fields, feeding the goats … I didn’t know …
– Hells bells and buckets of blood … must I do everything around here myself?
– It’s not my fault … Tito should’ve helped me, but he was reading all day.
– Stop tittle tattling. You’re old enough to know better, my girl. And close your mouth when you’re eating. Please. For Heaven’s sake.
– But we’ve had kidney beans and brown rice for three nights in a row now…
– My God, you’d complain in heaven with the gates shut. Needs must when the Devil calls, my girl, and what won’t fatten will fill, so eat up.
– But why can’t we have bought sliced-white bread and jam for supper, just for once?
– Why do you insist on behaving like someone else’s child?
– I can still hear your fork on your teeth … Stop. Doing. That.
– You really are the giddy limit. Anyone would think you were conceived in a field, born in a barn and brought up in a pigsty.
– Esther, just do as your mother says, toe the line and stop playing silly buggers.