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Susan Lanigan

Sinead O’Hart has written a beautiful, powerful post promoting the short story competition I’m running, Walking on Thin Ice. I’ve fully funded it, with some help from donations, but we’re in need of lots of subs, so I’ve extended the deadline to November 15. Here is a quote:

I wish we existed in a society where those who battle with a heavy mind could feel that help was at hand whenever they needed it. Instead, people are slotted into ‘boxes’, made to believe they are faulty when the box into which they’re put is unequal to the task of containing them, and forced to conform, under threat of shame. 

Walking on  Thin Ice aims to start the process of correcting that. I’ll be doing my bit to help, and I hope you will, too.

I also came across a wonderful piece of art by Susie Cambell here (link contains…

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Update 1st September

Posted: September 1, 2013 in Uncategorized

A donation today has pushed us to the 30 per cent mark and I’m very grateful – thank you so much! I’ve decided as well to pledge €500 towards this to bring us up to 78 per cent funded. For me this is the work of my heart and I’m glad to do it! I’ll update the widget to reflect that in a bit, once I’m able to earmark the money.

And thanks to those who have submitted – I don’t know who you are, but you do 🙂

The stigmatising culture continues to take advantage of our young and vulnerable – the tragic case of Moritz Erhard being a case in point. The 21-year-old intern worked punishingly long hours for weeks and end for a financial institution and died, it is suspected, of a seizure brought on by exhaustion. After that I read an article by project manager and novelist Fergus O’Connell, which suggests that overwork might be used by the grey Powers-That-Be to harness the energy of the young the way war used to in earlier generations.

That makes a good deal of sense to me. I can’t help but notice that World War One was the first time that mass mental pathology caused by the intolerable conditions of bombardment and trench warfare became an issue. And I can’t help wondering if stigma crept in the back door once mental illness really became a problem for the Power Elite (more dynastic and local, in my view, than political – but far more dangerous) or the vested commissariat of inactivity – the scarlet Majors at the Base who send the hapless young men up the line.

But these are just my thoughts. I’d like to read more stories about it 🙂