https://www.niamhdonnellan.com/contact daily 0.75 2026-03-09 https://www.niamhdonnellan.com/about daily 0.75 2026-03-09 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/6068c064067a8e3ed854f266/e1d6e408-a3f9-4277-ad2f-f3fc37e2c83e/Niamh+Donnellan+1.JPG About - About I am a writer and poet based in Kilkenny, Ireland. I won the Anthology Short Story Competition 2020. I was selected for the XBorders 2019 and 2020 projects with the Irish Writers Centre. I have been published in Postbox, the Honest Ulsterman and Trasna and contributed to Sunday Miscellany. I’m currently working on more children’s books and a second novel. My writing is supported by the Kilkenny Arts Office Arts Act Grant 2025. https://www.niamhdonnellan.com/mywork daily 1.0 2026-01-27 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/6068c064067a8e3ed854f266/47619794-a25d-4585-a0bc-719ff22bbc3f/Arts-Office-and-KKCOCO-together-1536x562.jpg My Work - Make it stand out Whatever it is, the way you tell your story online can make all the difference. https://www.niamhdonnellan.com/mywork/little-irish-folklore-friends monthly 0.5 2026-01-27 https://www.niamhdonnellan.com/mywork/little-irish-history-heroes monthly 0.5 2026-01-27 https://www.niamhdonnellan.com/mywork/mindyourself monthly 0.5 2024-03-20 https://www.niamhdonnellan.com/mywork/short-stories monthly 0.5 2021-04-09 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/6068c064067a8e3ed854f266/1617978913218-4FQD6D9A41WUVR1I1NZL/Islands.png My Work - Short Stories - “Aoife was sketching by the ruins of Dún Mór when she first saw the old man. He wheeled his bicycle along the cliff edge before resting it against a rock and strolling around the remains of the promontory fort, admiring what little was left. He saluted her as he passed and she quickly turned away to look across the sea. The last thing she wanted was company.” — Islands, Winner of the Anthology Short Story Award 2020 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/6068c064067a8e3ed854f266/1617978959161-KYOW4QDBJML8M72WGUUM/Old+Times.png My Work - Short Stories - “It was always cold at the church on the hill. The air stung as they walked out into the darkness, buttoning coats and securing scarves against a rising wind.” — Old Times, Silver Apples Magazine https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/6068c064067a8e3ed854f266/1617979372317-1OKJUGO0HB6JZYSFV93X/Reflection.png My Work - Short Stories - “My route takes me down winding country roads, grass growing along the centre, stone walls on either side. Through rusty gates I see a cow with a crumpled horn in a field, her calf nestled against her looking for milk. Sheep shelter under a blackthorn tree, one black lamb stands out amongst the white.” — Reflection, Holding it Together Apart