Cwm Banw and the myth of core identity
Deep into autumn, with the rich russet or burnt sienna of the ferns, and the grass still so green, with streaks of cloud racing up the valley to our left and, as the mist thickens, an overlay of… Read More
Deep into autumn, with the rich russet or burnt sienna of the ferns, and the grass still so green, with streaks of cloud racing up the valley to our left and, as the mist thickens, an overlay of… Read More
Posted on October 30, 2022 by richardgwyn
Although the name Capel-y-Ffin is often associated with the idiosyncratic Catholicism of Eric Gill and David Jones (and I will return to them in another post), the hamlet is also home to both a small Anglican church and… Read More
Posted on September 2, 2022 by richardgwyn
What is a map, other than the unfolding and laying out of the territory — more accurately, a representation of the territory — through which a person may wish to travel? Rather than indicating merely a physical space… Read More
Posted on August 20, 2019 by richardgwyn
There are few ideas more mind-blowing than that of the multiverse, and the notion that the universe is perpetually dividing into parallel universes, each of them containing versions of ourselves. Long before I’d ever heard of the multiverse,… Read More
Posted on December 3, 2018 by richardgwyn
After a long day that a resourceful weather-forecaster might summarise as wet and irritating, my attention depleted by sleeplessness – mood, to continue the meteorological analogy, middling to crabby – I am due to give a presentation on… Read More
Posted on June 16, 2018 by richardgwyn
PREVIEW | FICTION FIESTA 2015 Fiction Fiesta started out three years ago as a conversation in a pub between myself and Nick Davidson, landlord of the now defunct Promised Land in Windsor Place, Cardiff. I was expecting a… Read More
Posted on April 15, 2015 by richardgwyn
Guadalajara, Literature, Mexico
BBC Short Story Award, Boyd Tonkin, Cardiff University, Charles Boyle, Christopher MacLehose, Eduardo Halfon, Francesca Rhydderch, Guadalajara, Inés Garland, JL Borges, Jorge Fondebrider, Juan Villoro, London Book Fair, Owen Sheers, Pedro Serrano, PEN, Roberto Bolaño, The Independent, Wales Arts Review, Wales Millennium Centre, WN Herbert
Juan Rulfo and accomplice. This morning, after a restless night, I spent a couple of hours picking up books from the shelves around my room, almost at random, dipping into them, dropping them on the floor, where… Read More
Posted on January 4, 2014 by richardgwyn
The modern novel obsesses about itself. For many writers of novels, and of short stories, the act of narration itself becomes the topic of storytelling. I was culpable of this myself in my first foray into novel-writing,… Read More
Posted on July 24, 2012 by richardgwyn