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Film, Women, Writing

Tommy twists, Tommy turns, Tommy, Tommy Burns 💚

ONE of Scotland’s leading independent production companies, purpleTV, today (15 May) revealed it is to produce a landmark television documentary on the life of Tommy Burns. purpleTV, based in Glasgow, made the announcement this morning on the tenth anniversary of Tommy’s death, after a courageous fight with skin cancer. The film will be shown on… Continue reading Tommy twists, Tommy turns, Tommy, Tommy Burns 💚

Film, Women, Writing

Royal Television Society Scotland award nomination #Tannadice87

I'm really thrilled that Tannadice 87, the purpleTV film I wrote, produced and directed for broadcast on BBC ALBA, has been nominated for a Royal Television Society Scotland award in the Best Sport Programme category. I've won this award twice before, and had several nominations so it's always great to know that the hard work… Continue reading Royal Television Society Scotland award nomination #Tannadice87

Women, Writing

When You Don’t Believe You but #IBelieveHer, a short story of protest.

You rush past the mirror in the hall, ignoring its pleas to second-guess you, question your existence, challenge your choice of clothes, your make-up, your hair. You are nineteen, your freshly washed hair brushed and falling down your back, your face cleansed and without make-up, your underwear clean but old, your shorts cut down from… Continue reading When You Don’t Believe You but #IBelieveHer, a short story of protest.

Island life, Women, Writing

@womenaloudNI loud and proud for #InternationalWomensDay2018

I was really honoured to take part in Women Aloud NI's mass contribution to International Women's Day 2018. Following on from an energetic and inspiring launch to the annual project initiated by Jane Talbot in 2016,  the 2018 event saw women writers from and living in the North of Ireland come together across the country… Continue reading @womenaloudNI loud and proud for #InternationalWomensDay2018

Film, Island life, Women, Women in Sport, Writing

“The history woman” (not a bad mantle to aspire to)

Hugh MacDonald interviews novelist and filmmaker Margot McCuaig I was featured in the Bella Caledonia this weekend, the monthly colour magazine produced in collaboration with the National newspaper. Hugh MacDonald is a powerful writer and he made an excellent job of exploring my filmmaking, my background, my novel writing and my love of history, football culture… Continue reading “The history woman” (not a bad mantle to aspire to)

Island life, Women, Writing

2018, a year of satisfaction, subterfuge or sabotage.

You know this already, it is 2018. The deep red of the hawthorn fruit is resplendent against a silver sky, its bark black with penetrating rain. Patches of pale yellow swathe the still green grass, disfiguring the enduring landscape, but look again and you can imagine sheep flocking home, their woolly edges like fallen clouds… Continue reading 2018, a year of satisfaction, subterfuge or sabotage.

Women, Writing

Words and Women prose competition

2018 kicked off with a bang with news that my short story 'F's Fir Fingers' made the Top 40 of the Women and Words prose competition! You can learn more about it here. The national and East of England winners will be announced from the shortlist on the 8th of January. I'm just delighted to… Continue reading Words and Women prose competition

Ireland, Women, Writing

A dark November tale.

I am delighted that my story, 'Farming Lives', is featured on the wonderful Paragraph Planet flash fiction site. It's always a pleasure to have my wee short stories published. Here's my latest 75 word piece of flash fiction, inspired by an event I witnessed whilst at home on Rathlin last week. It's a bit dark,… Continue reading A dark November tale.

Women

When silence isn’t golden, but is golden all the same.

Silence isn't always a choice. Silence is sometimes the only choice. Silence isn't always a comfort. Silence is sometimes the only thing close to comfort.   Sssshhhh. Listen to the heaviness of silence. Watch its tracks, splayed in the sand like the spine of a fish, the white tide washing over its nothingness. It is,… Continue reading When silence isn’t golden, but is golden all the same.