Are You Looking At The Stars?

Oscar Wilde's Statue, Merrion Square - Photo by Alice Walsh
Statue of Oscar Wilde, Merrion Square

‘We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.’

– Oscar Wilde

And what beauty do you find there in the stars? What is it that sustains your soul when all around you crumbles to ruin? What is the magic that makes it all worthwhile? We at The Bohemyth want to know!

We will be publishing a special Oscar Wilde Issue on the 16th of October (Oscar’s birthday!).  We are looking for photography submissions, short stories, flash fiction and one act plays inspired by, referencing, associated with or somehow connected to the writings of Oscar Wilde.

To be considered for this issue please submit by the end of September. If you’re unsure of the suitability of your work for this issue, submit anyway.

What Are You Waiting For? Godot?

Cogito Ergo Sum - Photo by Denise O'Donnell
Cogito Ergo Sum – Photo by Denise O’Donnell

The Bohemyth will be publishing a special Samuel Beckett Issue in April to celebrate the birthday of the man himself – we are looking for photography submissions, short fiction and essays inspired by, referencing, associated with or somehow connected to the writings of Samuel Beckett.

To be considered for this issue please submit by the end of March. If you’re unsure of the suitability of your work for this issue, submit it anyway and let us decide.

Are You One of The Mad Ones?

Ode to the Different Beats (San Francisco) – Photo by Claire Tracey
Ode to the Different Beats (San Francisco) – Photo by Claire Tracey

The Bohemyth will be publishing a special Beat Writers’ Issue this March to celebrate Jack Kerouac’s birthday – we are looking for short stories, flash fiction, personal essays and photography inspired by, referencing, associated with or somehow connected to the writings of the Beat Generation.

Because ‘the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars…’

To be considered for this issue please submit by the 28th of February.