Louise O'Neill: alone together in Co Clare, as the 'new normal' dawns
Louise O'Neill, author. Photograph Moya Nolan
We first booked the Airbnb in January thinking, as so many of us did, that it would be better next month, it would be better next month, it would be better the month after that.
It was a cottage in Clare clinging to a clifftop, the last house before New York, apparently. It would be the perfect place to escape, we thought, the perfect place to write. It had been hard, feeling creatively inspired when faced with the same four walls, the same faces, touching the edges of the same 5km.
