Ireland has a long history of fantastic writers in many different genres, and YA fiction is absolutely no exception. I was raised on books, and especially Irish ones. Even now, I can’t help but go back to the teen section in my local bookshop and pick up something.
Some of the best fiction I’ve read throughout my life comes from Irish writers, and there’s plenty in the YA canon that will keep you occupied. Clear your TBR.
Challenge criteria: A book recommended by your local librarian/bookseller.
(Disclaimer: I was sent this book by the publisher in exchange for an honest review. This has in no way affected my opinion of the book, nor the outcome of the review.)
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I’m a big fan of books, and I’m incredibly proud of being Irish. Naturally, this makes me a huge fan of Irish authors. There’s no better day to celebrate my love of some of the scribes from the Emerald Isle.
I’ve picked up my reading a lot over the last two months, but if I’d been doing this 15 years ago, I’d have far more books read by now. I blame social media for trying to take up all my time and drag me away from reading.
When I was younger I would speed through books, and there were lots of authors and series that caught my eye. I’ve spoken about some already, but there were still some missing from that list that I knew I wanted to add in. It’s been a while since an instalment of the PPPDBC, despite having done a lot of book reviews and other book related posts over the past while. I’ve spent a lot of time on books I’m reading at the moment, but what about the ones I’ve read in the past?
Challenge criteria: A satirical book, a book set in your home state.
In Giving Out Yards, Tara Flynn puts paid to the long-debated question of what makes us Irish, nailing it in one collective and hilarious grumble-fest. Her razor-sharp wit and keen analysis of those topics that bring us out in a rash – and running to the phone/laptop/neighbour for a healthy dose of spleen-venting – leaves no moan unturned.