In Kevin J. Kennedy Presents Horror Tales From Ireland, elements of death and loss are heavy. Covering such a wide range in just a few tales, this collection will leave you in a state of mourning.
Let’s dive in!
My Thoughts on Kevin J. Kennedy Presents Horror Tales From Ireland –
Per usual, here are my thoughts on each tale!
We Are Gathered Here Today by Colin Leonard –
Holding a wedding during COVID, this couple is faced with more than just trouble narrowing down the guest list…
Oh, the COVID focus here was so well done! It perfectly captured the stress in certain areas, such as the hospitality industry. I loved that it was told from interviews of various people. We get a good glimpse at what happened, but still not the whole picture, leaving us as readers to wonder.
Gorta by Leigh Kenny –
When trying to survive during a terrible famine, this man sinks to do the unthinkable, justifying it as survival for him and his friend.
Oh my gosh, faced with this situation, I don’t know what I would do. This poor man. That ending! Phew.
Nightsong by Kealan Patrick Burke –
A woman asks her daughter for one last song to guide her into the next life. But slowly, the woman realizes that it’s not her daughter at her side.
Beautiful and heartbreaking all bundled into one. I loved that ending so much!
Seven Years Gone by Seán O’Connor –
Still reeling over his wife going missing, this man drowns himself in alcohol while at work operating a train. One night, he hits something and while investigating, he sees something he can’t comprehend.
The mystery and grief here are so powerful! Another tale with a wild ending!
Saint Brigid by Alexander Moore –
After giving birth on her own, a woman seeks safety in a small church. It’s not just for relative safety though, in these times, finding shelter is a matter of life and death, as creatures roam the night, hunting for food.
What a NIGHTMARE. As a parent, this one hit me much harder than it would have a few years ago.
My Favorite Passages from Horror Tales From Ireland –
Beyond her, the curtains dance like tethered ghosts in the briny breeze through the open window. It’s night and there’s no view, the sea little more than a rectangular swatch of dark broken only by the winking stars of passing ships.
— Nightsong by Kealan Patrick Burke
Grief’s infernal flower was in full bloom under the melancholy sound of the wind.
— Seven Years Gone by Seán O’Connor
Not for two-hundred years had they been met with a shower of silver-tipped arrows or a crazed mob wielding scythes. For a period, they had been reduced to a sinister campfire story.
— Saint Brigid by Alexander Moore
My Final Thoughts on Horror Tales From Ireland –
Another killer collection! Even with the darkness, I had so much fun with this collection. KJK Publishing just doesn’t miss.
Thanks for reading!
And a shout-out to Kevin J. Kennedy for sending me a copy of this one!
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