Cecelia Ahern
Cecelia Ahern
Cecelia Ahernis an Irish novelist since 2004. She has published several novels and contributed a number of short stories to various anthologies...
NationalityIrish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth30 September 1981
CityDublin, Ireland
CountryIreland
people secret layers
This story is about people,secrets and time.About people who, not unlike parcels,hide secrets,who cover themselves with layers until they present themselves to the right ones who can unwrap them and see inside.
issues years tragic
What seems tragic now won't even be an issue in a few years time.
dark self shadow
I don't know why, but there's always the part of you, the part that hides in the shadows protecting the self-destruct button, that doesn't ever want to leave the dark behind.
dream land air
Alone because love was one of those feelings that you could never have control of. And she needed to be in control. She had loved before, had been loved, had tasted what it was to dream, and had felt what it was to dance on air. She had also learned what it was to cruelly land back on the earth with a thud.
writing night space
I'm most happy when I am writing at night, because I need space and time to write.
jesus writing men
Write what's up there." Sister Ignatius pointed at her temple. "As a great man once said, this is a secret garden. We've all got one of those." "Jesus?" "No, Bruce Springsteen.
eye ideas worry
Don't ever take for granted when people look in your eyes; you have no idea how important it is to be acknowledged. Even if it's an angry stare, because it's when they ignore you, when they look right through you, that you should start worrying.
heart break
Imagining and fantasizing did nothing but break her heart.
lines height rope
Any tightrope walker can walk in a straight line and hold a cane at the same time. It's the balancing on the rope at those dizzying heights that they have to practise
kids said hated
That was other thing i hated about kids; they always said th exact things that deep dpwn you already knew, would never admit, and most certainly never wanted to hear.
order giving sometimes
Sometimes you have to give yourself to somebody in order to see who you are. Sometimes you have to unravel things to get to the core
laughter memories eye
His entired life bundled into wenty refuse sacks. His and her memories bundle away in Holly's mind. Each item unearthed dust, tears, laughter and memories. She bagged the items, cleared the dust, wiped her eyes and filed away the memories.
missing twists joy-luck-club
what you don't know, you don't miss
favors asks generous
To mention it was to ask a favor and that as you were too generous, and as for her to ask was always to have, she wouldn't