Posted on 02/20/2009 11:26:51 AM PST by deannadurbin
Friday, February 20, 2009, 15:37
Irish author Christopher Nolan dies
The death has been announced of award-winning Irish author Christopher Nolan (43).
Nolan, who suffered from cerebral palsy due to being deprived of oxygen during his birth, used a pointer attached to his head to write three books, one of which won the Whitbread Prize in 1988.
A statement issued on behalf of the Nolan family said he ingested some food into his airways yesterday and died in Beaumont hospital in Dublin at 2.30am today.
Nolan, who was born in on September 6th, 1965, spent the early years of his life in Mullingar, Co Westmeath. He was educated at Central Remedial Clinic School, Mount Temple Comprehensive School and at Trinity College, Dublin.
Despite the severity of his cerebral palsy, christys intellectual abilities were unimpaired, and loving words, he set out to become a writer, said the familys statement.
Nolan published a volume of poems and short stories entitled Dam Burst of Dreams in 1981 when he was 15.
His second book, an autobiography told in the third-person entitled Under the Eye of the Clock , was published when he was 22. It was awarded the illustrious Whitbread Book of the Year award in 1988. The book was later adapted for the stage by Michael Scott and performed as Torchlight and Lazer Beams.
In 1999, his novel The Banyan Tree , which chronicles the life of Westmeath woman Minnie O'Brien, was published to critical acclaim.
(Excerpt) Read more at irishtimes.com ...
Years dead tears, peter down my face, Lucifer quietly plays me down, Out of a light there came Christ Divine, Peace always comes, reigns awhile. Day after dawn, raw quiet rested there, As I peered through rough pastures, Dew drops glistened in golden buttercups. Aug. 1977
Taste of pity as people stare, Love, lots of love from mother, Pills you find as lasting prayer, An irate person may possibly Have faith, instead of despair. Sept. 1977
For a short time he was a shining light. May he rest in the peace of Christ.
A rather amazing short, tragic and yet triumphal life. RIP, Mr. Nolan.
Bless his mother’s heart for not giving up on him. RIP poet in the arms of the Lord.
Makes me feel hugely ashamed of myself for giving up again and again on my own writing.
He’s lived more in his 42 years than most would if given 4200 years!
I’ve always found his story inspiring. RIP, Mr. Nolan...
Giving up can have an expiration date. ;)
I often feel Free Republic needs some inspiring stories and needs to honor people more who make contributions outside of politics. Man is more than just a political animal. He is creative and has the potential for greatness, even as in Chris’ case, if his body has extreme limitations. The Spirit can still soar.
RIP.
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