23.10.09

Palace sleepovers and vaccinations.

The room for important people on sleepovers. Photo: TOR G. STENERSEN via Aftenposten.no


I've been having a bit of trouble sleeping properly so am very fuzzy-headed this week. Hard to come up with a clear thought, not to mention commit any thoughts to 'paper'. But there are a couple of things, I'm going to mention, even if I can't muster the words to create complete posts on any of them:

1. The King of Norway has invited Barack and Michelle Obama to stay over at the royal palace when they come to Oslo in December to pick up the ole peace prize thingy. No word yet on whether the Americans have accepted the sleepover option but they will visit the Norwegian royals, probably for supper. I've been in the bedroom reserved for visiting heads of state, and only heads of state, with the exception I think of Nelson Mandela, but I could be wrong about that. (Fuzzy head, remember?). Talk about exclusive. Exclusive, except for the tourists they let trawl through the place every July. Nice, but a tad over-done for my taste, a bit retro and large for comfort. It does come with a flat screen television though which is totally incongruous with the decor. I couldn't say though if the tv has decent cable. Personally I'd go for the hotel option Mr Obama, but for goodness sake don't tell the King I said that. Wink. wink.

2. The Norwegian authorities are worried about the growing number of swine flu deaths in Norway. Ten so far while Denmark has had no registered deaths, and Sweden only two. The government is now starting a vaccination program, beginning with those in high risk groups and moving along through the population, with the hope of vaccinating everyone by Christmas.

Gearing up for a Hallowe'en-themed 7th birthday party this weekend. Norwegian retailers have certainly taken to the whole Hallowee'en celebration thing; no shortage of costumes and crap to flit away money on here. Oh, did that sound cranky? I'll stay away from trying to carve any pumpkins until I've managed to resume proper sleep patterns. Otherwise, things might get scary; real scary, as opposed to pretend, plastic scary.

Happy Weekend :)

20.10.09

Nude not Naked in Norway 2

Please extend a very warm welcome on a chilly Norwegian day to Irish writer Nuala Ní Chonchúir who is stopping by as part of her virtual world tour to answer questions about her short story collection ‘Nude’ as well as her writing career in general. As I mentioned in a previous post, Nuala was heralded as a person to watch in 2009 by none other than that bastion of good taste, ‘The Irish Times’. And what a year it has been for Nuala so far. A third child, a third book and finally, after several years of perseverance, imminent publication of her first novel ‘You’, scheduled for early 2010.

Nuala, we were at Trinity College Dublin at the same time but while I was drowning my sorrows in pints of Guinness because I’d made a mistake in signing up for a degree in engineering, you were, I imagine, hanging out at the arts library with literate and interesting people. You studied Irish at university; did this in any way reflect your career aspirations at the time? You have won or have been shortlisted for several short story competitions. I wonder if there was a particular publication or competition win after which you felt you could call yourself a writer out loud or was that never an issue for you?

I never had any real career aspirations other than to be a writer but I didn’t quite know how you did that as a job. I was always writing but I worked in a theatre, a bookshop, a library and eventually in a writers’ centre; I left there to go full time as a writer 5 years ago.
I had been educated through Irish and I just loved the language. I wanted to go to Trinity from the time I was four. I went to school in the city centre and I’d pass Trinners and say, ‘I’m going to go there’.
I was a member of An Cumann Gaelach in college (The Irish Society) and we had the best fun, putting on céilís (dances), plays and an arts week and generally drinking lots of Guinness, wine, whatever...
I still hate telling people I’m a writer – mostly they don’t understand what it entails. Or why they haven’t heard of me...But I’m comfortable with it as a label for myself – it’s personally defining.

I wonder if you could tell us a little about your path to publication. Do you have an agent? How did publication of this collection come about and why another collection of short stories – your third – as opposed to a longer work?

My first book was a poetry collection, my second a short fiction collection, which the publisher, Arlen House, asked for.
I wanted to be published in the UK, so I sent the MS of Nude to Salt in January 2008. They accepted it in October that year and it was published in September 2009. Publishing is a SLOW world.
My novel – due April 2010 – could have been out years ago but it was rejected many times before it finally found its home with New Island. So the stories in Nude were written after the novel. One doesn’t have much control over when the work appears.
I did have an agent but I sold all my work myself, so I no longer felt I needed that agent. I am in the market for a new one though!


Your name is very Irish Nuala, but this short story collection is very eclectic in your choice of international settings and characters, with little of the usual Irish topics of catholic guilt, sexual inhibition, dysfunctional families, small town claustrophobia etc. In fact your writing is sexually uninhibited (Note: Nuala writes great sex!) with the themes of lust and art cropping up over and over, even when not central to a story. I can understand the fascination with relationships, specifically sexual ones, but where does this fascination and knowledge of art come from?

The dysfunctional stuff is in my novel but in a humorous way (!). I’m not a huge fan of all that dreary Irish stuff. Some writers do it brilliantly though, like Anne Enright.
All my family are into art – my parents both paint a bit and the buy and sell antiques and bric-a-brac, so there were always nice pictures at home. I enjoy painting as a hobby and I’d love to be good at it – I’m in awe of the skills of brilliant visual artists. I loved art history as much as drawing at school and I just continued that interest into my adult life. I adore art galleries.

This is your third short story collection. Have any of your characters tempted you into a longer work, refusing to allow themselves to be restrained within the short story form?

My novel You, that is coming out next year, grew out of a short story from my first collection. The narrator – a 10 year old girl – stayed with me and I realised I wanted to keep writing as that character. It’s written in the second person which is a voice I really enjoy writing.

You maintain a blog at womenrulewriter.blogspot.com
. Can you remember what prompted you to start blogging? Has blogging helped you reach new readers?

I was reading other people’s blogs and really enjoyed what I read about their writing lives. I thought, ‘I could do that’. I was also fascinated by their ability to self-promote and I knew I needed to try that if Nude was going to garner any attention. Writers really have to get behind their books’ promotion these days and I saw blogging as a way to do that.
I have met so many brilliant writers through blogging – online and some in person – and they are a great support network to have. I have definitely got a new readership through my blog.

Thank you for including Norway on your world tour Nuala and for your wonderful insights into the the writing life. Wishing you continued success with ‘Nude’ and your other writing adventures.

Big thanks to you, Johanna, for having me here in Norway – I love the questions you asked, they are very different. Best of luck with your novel and next week my virtual tour takes me to England and writer Vanessa Gebbie’s blog
. I hope some of your readers will join me there.

'Nude' is available directly from Salt Publishers and Amazon. I highly recommend it; not only will it look gorgeous on your bookshelf, it is also brimming with beautifully-written stories.

If you'd like to catch up on other stops on Nuala's tour, please visit here.

17.10.09

Nude not Naked in Norway


Drum roll please!

When in Ireland last January, I read an article in the Irish Times about people to watch in 2009. Sadly, I wasn't featured but I was thrilled to see one name I recognised: Nuala Ni Chonchuir. ‘I know her,’ I said to my husband; we were staying in airport hotel so there was no one else around to try impress. Truth be told, I’ve never actually met Nuala but I know her in the Blogospherical sense. She blogs about writing at www.womenrulewriter.blogspot.com.

The year isn’t over yet, but it seems that the Irish Times was bang on with its forecast. Not only has Nuala published her third collection of short stories ‘Nude’ to great critical acclaim, she has also secured publication in 2010 of her first novel and, most importantly, she recently gave birth to her third child, Juno.

Last Saturday’s Irish Times referred to ‘Nude’ as a “memorable achievement” which is “full of witty voices rendering adventures both savage and absurd.” In plain man's speak - not that anyone around reading here is plain you understand - this means that Nuala's short story collection is brilliant. It contains 19 stories with fabulous names like: Madonna Irlanda, Cowboy and Nelly, Before Losing the Valise, but Mostly After. You can read the first line of each story here.

As part of her virtual world tour to promote ‘Nude’, Nuala is stopping off here to answer questions about her writing and the path to publication. So come visit next Tuesday to answer questions about the book and her writing life. You can catch up on previous world tour stops by clicking on links from here and buy the book here.

See you tuesday.

13.10.09

Marvellous! Fantastic!

John Cleese's face is all over the place here at the moment. He's fronting an advertising campaign for the electrical retailer Elkjøp. This is pronounced Hell Shop if you've ever had the pleasure getting lost in the Sandvika Storsenter outlet. Believe me it's not a place you go if you're in a hurry.
I can imagine John Cleese's agent saying:
John my old man, you're a respected and popular comic. A legend in your own lifetime. But you need some dosh after that nasty divorce settlement. I've got you a gig in Norway! All you have to do is let a massive electrical retailer plaster your mug over its advertising (distributed to every household in the country) and draw a balloon from your mouth in which they'll print the word 'MARVELLOUS' and 'FANTASTIC!'. Then you just have to do a few television commercials, complain about your divorce and say the phrase 'Thank God for Elkjøp'. They'll print this on their advertising too in massive letters, under which they'll encourage all of Norway to "do as John Cleese, buy everything you need in Elkjøp". Not only will they pay you handsomely for appearing as a bitter and not very funny old man but they'll also push DVD sales of 'Fawlty Towers'. John, my man, it's a no-brainer. Who goes to Norway for goodness sake. No one! Well no one of any consequence will see you besmirch your enviable reputation as a king of comedy.

John took his agent's advice and Elkjøp's money, and here follows one of the two awful commercials for your perusal.

9.10.09

Nobel Peace Prize 2009

This must be the most exciting news week in Norway since I moved here; can it get much better than this?

The Norwegian Nobel Committee announced that the U.S. President Barack Obama has won the 2009 Nobel Peace Prize for "his extraordinary efforts to strengthen international diplomacy and cooperation between peoples".

Barack Obama is coming to Norway!

By the way: four of the five members of the Nobel Committee are women. Just sayin'.

8.10.09

More Good PR




This is a quote from an interview I read on the Independent newspaper's website yesterday. It's with the 84-year-old writer and activist Gore Vidal who is a tad angry over the state of the USA these days.

Is there any hope? "Every sign I see is doom. But then people say" – he adopts a whiny, nasal voice – "'Oh Mr Vidal, you're so negative, can't you say something nice about America? It's a wonderful country, everybody wants to live here.' Oh yes? When was the last time you saw a Norwegian with a green card who wanted to come here because of the health service? I'll pay you if you can find one."

You can read the rest of the article here if you're not too busy hunting for a Norwegian dying to get into America.

7.10.09

Man Booker Prize 2009

Those who know me, know that I'm a little bit obsessed by the Man Booker prize. Possibly because there have been so many Irish winners and shortlisters in the past: Banville, Enright, Toibin, Barry, Trevor, Moore and so on. Well there were no Irish writers in this year's shortlist but I am pleased to see that, other than writing and gender, I do have something else in common with Hilary Mantel, this year's winner for her novel 'Wolf Hall'.
Ms Mantel was once an expat spouse, and accompanied her geologist husband on assignments to Botswana and the Middle East in the seventies. I know for a fact though that she didn't spend hours on Facebook, gazing at celebritybabies.com and blogging when she should have been writing fiction. Even if the Internet had been invented then, I bet she wouldn't have been so easily distracted.
Congratulations Hilary Mantel. Am logging off so I can work on my novel - right NOW!

6.10.09

BBC Radio 4 Interview


Yesterday evening around 1830 my phone went. It was someone from the BBC in London wondering if I could do a short interview on my thoughts on Norway's place at the top of the UN's list of best countries in the world to live in. I was really caught on the hop which was a good strategy on their side as I didn't have a chance to come up with an excuse to say why I couldn't possibly do it; the only reason being pure fear of making an ass of myself. I'm happy to do that here but not on BBC Radio 4.
So they called me back after a few minutes during which I charged the phone just in case. I then got to listen in to what was happening in the studio; there was an interview going on with one of the winners of the 2009 Nobel Prize in Medicine. All I could think of was please, please don't let one of the children burst into the room while I'm doing this.
The interview pronounced my name right which I was very impressed by. Even the priest back in St Patrick's Parish in Kilkenny used to have trouble with it from the pulpit. Not my name exactly but my surname, shared by my dead relatives who the priest used to ask us to pray for, prompted by some money in an envelope from my mother. Praying for the dead always seemed to me as a bit like putting the the horse after the cart, but I digress.
So I told the BBC man how wonderful Norway is. I wasn't lying. It is a great place- I didn't bore them with tales of winter weather, mind you. I reserve that for you guys. The radio presenter also cunningly asked me if I thought Norwegians realized how fortunate they are. A great question. I said that my experience is that Norwegians who have never lived abroad take the lifestyle they have here for granted; I referred specifically to the example of year-long paid maternity leave on this. But there are lots of other things too. He also asked if I was ever going to leave Norway. Er maybe, but I'll be very sad to do so and think if we do move one that it will be hard not to compare a place to here. Although if I'm blogging by a pool, beside a vineyard, in Australia (no. 2 on the UN's list) that may not be the case.
Anyway, I didn't seize up, mix any names up, or forget any words which happens on a daily basis when just talking about what's for dinner. I did however guess very wrongly on UK's position on the UN list - I guessed 7th, he said 22nd I think. Ah well, I still love the UK. It's definitely got the best radio shows in the world ;)

The programme was called PM on Radio 4. I don't know if you can download it; I certainly won't be doing so. I'd die of mortification to hear my own voice.

p.s. Only a few minutes after I finished the interview, my phone rang again. It was my friend Elizabeth, who lives in Vienna, who hasn't called me in almost three years. She was listening to the radio in her kitchen, heard my voice and then rang me to congratulate me. She says that she reads my blog too. It was lovely to speak to you Elizabeth and very kind of you to call. Thank you.