One of the joys I’ve had in my life is singing carols with a group of friends in the past. We’d gather in the pub in Mono Centre called Peter’s Cellars (I know, cute, kitschy name!), which truly was a cellar, all parged, random stone walls, wonderful hewn beams, great food, fabulous libations. Our troupe, often some 20 or so of us, would deck ourselves in medieval costume, bring along flutes, bodhrans, guitars and other…

Five Rivers’ reading period opens up again February 1 to 14, 2015.  With the hope of creating clarity for writers who are considering submitting to us, we strongly recommend you view our guidelines in order to save yourselves and us a lot of angst. To give you some idea of how our selections went in 2014, Robert and I have put together some semblance of analysis, which may or may not be significant of anything,…