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Hey! Here are the first three chapters of my my new novel. It’s Irish (again) it’s kids (again!) and it’s set in the past (agaaaaaain!). I’m very aware that The Boys of Summer gets an enormous amount of “It’s a bit like Stand By Me/The Body�� comments, and I’m cool with that. I literally wrote […]

LOCAL BOY IN THE PHOTOGRAPH By Ciarán West     “Bûm gall unwaith �� hynny oedd, llefain pan ym ganed�� �� I was wise once: when I was born, I cried (old Welsh proverb, uncredited)     One   “It’s just short for Pakistani, though innit?�� Gar said, scratching his ear, like he always did […]

  Hello, people. In addition to the announcement that More Than Words (Boys of Summer 3, Electric Boogaloo) is out on Valentine’s Day, here is a sneak peak of a new CW novel you didn’t even know was in the pipeline. Enjoy! I Want to Tell You By Ciarán West         One […]

  Okay, so while I do my usual ridiculous self-doubt writer’s block dithering over chapter seven of More Than Words, here’s a bit from a forthcoming book, notable for it being the first one I’ve ever done that isn’t named for a song title. Trigger Warning: If you thought Girl Afraid or A Certain Romance […]

Whenever I write a book, it goes like this:   �� Have idea �� Start writing �� Get to end of first two chapters �� Be stumped �� Come up with plot �� Still be a bit stumped �� Eventually have a revelation where I think of that One Good Scene that brings the whole […]

Just in case you’ve finished The Boys of Summer and Sweetness Follows and you’re hungry for more Irish nostalgionsense. One   I always thought Richie and me would be together forever. Even though we met when we were really young; even though there were nearly two years between us; even though no one gave us […]

Why indeed? Let me start from the start, because starting from the end is very 1990s Tarantino, and you know how I don’t like to write about the 90s. Girl Afraid was originally written because I didn’t want to typecast myself in the Oirish Nostalgia genre, I wanted to write something outside the First Person […]

Since I’m being so productive at the moment, here’s something that you’ve not seen before. Enjoy. One His dressing room was as untidy as he’d left it the week before. That was how he liked it. There was a comfort in the mess; and he knew where everything was. Organised chaos. The cleaners were under […]

Yes. The worst kept secret in the history of Ciarán West novels drops some time next week, so here is an unsolicited sniff of its filthy gusset. You’re welcome. One   Last Year, London, Emma   The taste of soap in my mouth has stopped being strange or disgusting; it’s just part of the routine […]

Indie Publishing is the new term for Self-Publishing. But don’t be fooled by that fancy name. It still means the same thing �� mostly shite, with a lot of dragons and six-packs. And that’s how it’s always going to be. That’s not to say that trad publishing isn’t also full of dragons and six-packs (and […]