Mary-Jane Holmes

Mary-Jane Holmes is a writer, teacher and editor dividing her time between the UK, Ireland, Spain and the Tex-Mex border of the USA. Since 2009 she has been chief editor of Fish Publishing, a publishing house dedicated to supporting emerging writers and is the director of the creative writing program at Casa Ana, Spain. In her spare time she is also editorial consultant at The Well Review, an international poetry journal based in Cork, Ireland. She has recently completed a masters in creative writing at Kellogg College, Oxford with distinction and her debut poetry collection will be published by Pindrop Press in 2018.

Publications and Competitions


Nominated for The Best Small Fictions Anthology 2018 by Reflex fiction


Winner of the Bridport Prize for Poetry

First Prize in the Bedford International Poetry Prize

Winner of the Martin Starkie Prize for Poetry

Shortlisted for the Doolin Poetry Prize

Commended in the Settle Poetry Prize

Shortlisted for the Penfro Poetry Prize

Nominated for a Forward Prize

Weather Vane published in Flash Fiction Magazine Here:

Letter from a Mercury Prospector to His Wife in the Durham Dales. 1904 published in Myslexia Issue 76

Reflex Fiction: Postpartum


Published in Best Small Fictions 2016 edited by Tara Masih and Stuart Dybeck. Review can be found here:

Shortlisted for Bridport Poetry Prize

Work published in Lute and Drum poetry journal

Work Published in The Oxonian


Flash Fiction published in The Tishman Review

Flash Fiction published in The Lonely Crowd

Flash Fiction published in The Incubator

Short Story published in Prole Literary Journal

Triptych published in The Journal of Compressed Creative Arts

Flash Fiction published in JMWW Journal

Long listed for the Kathy Fish Fellowship


Winner of the Dromineer Prize for Fiction

Shortlisted for the Bridport Prize for Flash Fiction

Interviews and comments:

Lemn Sissay’s judges report for Bridport 2017 : The winning poem is ‘Siren Call’.  I am drawn to a bleak coastal town. I am drawn by sound. It is like a short film.  Unsentimental.  Brutal even.  The writer draws us to sound from the outset.   I am lured into listening. Through aural sensation the picture unfolds.   It has all the detail of La Cite Des Enfants Perdus.  Listen as the writer instructs “no not the familiar sounds”.  The writer shakes the reader from complacency and into a Sirens Call.  There’s a confidence of line. I am hypnotized  by The Siren Call.

On Writing ‘Covenant’