Roddy Doyle
Roddy Doyle
Roddy Doyleis an Irish novelist, dramatist and screenwriter. He is the author of ten novels for adults, eight books for children, seven plays and screenplays, and dozens of short stories. Several of his books have been made into films, beginning with The Commitments in 1991. Doyle's work is set primarily in Ireland, especially working-class Dublin, and is notable for its heavy use of dialogue written in slang and Irish English dialect. Doyle was awarded the Booker Prize in 1993 for...
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth8 May 1958
books books-and-reading doubt good moved people putting top written
Ulysses could have done with a good editor. You know people are always putting Ulysses in the top 10 books ever written but I doubt that any of those people were really moved by it.
sexy jobs dublin
It's a big con job. We have sold the myth of Dublin as a sexy place incredibly well; because it is a dreary little dump most of the time.
stories might matter
No matter how close to personal experience a story might be, inevitably you are going to get to a part that isn't yours and, actually, whether it happened or not becomes irrelevant. It is all about choosing the right words.
ideas good-ideas
Good ideas are often murdered by better ones.
europe lad
The Irish are the niggers of Europe, lads.
oxygen important sentimental
To claim that music is more important than oxygen would be trite and sentimental. It would also be true.
growing-up writing fiction
When I was growing up, the exam system didn't allow you to write fiction, so you never did.
horse tea pot
She's a pot-of-tea-before-I-say-boo-to-you woman. There's always a pile of warm teabags in the sink when I come down, like what a horse would leave behind.
growing-up sea what-matters
When you grow up on an island, what matters is how you stand to the sea.
nine hours desks
Most working days I can be at my desk for nine hours a day.
problem burden being-irish
The problem with being Irish... is having 'Riverdance' on your back. It's a burden at times.
dream nice
Dreaming was only nice while it lasted.
growing-up dark differences
It was a sign of growing up, when the dark made no more difference to you than the day.
honesty hands lines
She'd tried her hand at most things, but drew the line at honesty.