C. Sean McGee's Blog, page 2
May 14, 2023
Reflections (a silly rhyme)
RELFECTIONS
A young man stares at his reflection,
And sees an old man looking back.
“Where did the time go?” he wonders.
And, “How did we ever lose track?”
“Is this the same person,
that amounts to wondrous things?
How long did we spend dreaming?
Is this reflection really as it seems?
Who are you old man?
I’ve seen you in times before.
Is this, the face that greets me,
the mask I always wore?”
The young man drops his stare,
And moves towards the door.
The boy he thought he was,
He can recognize no more.
C. Sean McGee. circa 04-06
A young man stares at his reflection,
And sees an old man looking back.
“Where did the time go?” he wonders.
And, “How did we ever lose track?”
“Is this the same person,
that amounts to wondrous things?
How long did we spend dreaming?
Is this reflection really as it seems?
Who are you old man?
I’ve seen you in times before.
Is this, the face that greets me,
the mask I always wore?”
The young man drops his stare,
And moves towards the door.
The boy he thought he was,
He can recognize no more.
C. Sean McGee. circa 04-06
December 24, 2022
Judas Christ - new short story released
'A Provocative and Visceral Truth'
On the eve of Jesus' crucifixion, God meets with Judas to explain the part it has written for him; about what he must do to the very man that he loves and the cost it entails. And why only he can play that role.
*** new short story
Free ebook download
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Take Risk and Take Care,
C. Sean McGee
On the eve of Jesus' crucifixion, God meets with Judas to explain the part it has written for him; about what he must do to the very man that he loves and the cost it entails. And why only he can play that role.
*** new short story
Free ebook download
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Take Risk and Take Care,
C. Sean McGee
December 10, 2022
The Death of Miles - a tale of gripping adventure
Let me tell you story while i have you, while we are all alive at the very same time, mind you
I never knew my Uncle Miles. When i heard that he died last week i saw how my sisters all spoke of him, how my own neice was named after him, and i became aware that there was nothing mild mannered about this man whatsoever. That an indellible spirit ran in the McGee blood, and that one of our own would make his final act worthy of God's attention.
What i had was the story of a mad relative who gave away all his money to the church, gave away all his posessions too, and lived in this wonderful hermitage. An actual hermit in my own blood. He was written off as mad, schizoprhenic, delusional and his abandon to 'things' frightened everyone. So then to my delcious wonder i was told, not only of his passing, but how the man died.
Oh, how the man died !
You could not write it. It was the kind of performance to excite, marvel, and stupify a GOD.
On the day he would die - on Monday morning - Uncle Miles, at 90 years old mind you, awoke with an absolute clarity.
"If Jesus is to take me, then it has to be on the highest mountain in Donegal."
So firstly, he cleaned his home. Left it immaculate. It had never seen such attention. Then he set off.
His first stop, 'Uncle Seamus."
"Would you give me a lift to Mt Errigal? I want to climb it so Jesus can reach me."
Donegal in December will get dark before it gets cold - both though will take you by surprise. Not only that, but Mt Errigal would take a younger man three hours to climb, were he not to stop for a wee chat and a biscuit. So, imagine then, an old man of 90 years, at 3pm in the afternoon, an hour before the Donegal night takes hold, asking for a lift to a mountain that he had his heart and mind set upon climbing.
Obviously Seamus said no. Such a thing was dangerous.Yet, danger was what Uncle Miles sought. He was, after-all, on a pilgrimmage to his death. One could not die wihtout the occurance of danger. He had woken up Monday morning with that single drop of clarity,
So he left Seamus' petrol station and wandered about town. It's what he did his whole life. Today was no diffferent to any other. Except of course, today was the day he would die.
He eventuall saw another local and asked (this time surreptitiously)
"Could you give me a lift near mt Errigal?"
It was all he asked. And of course, he was given a lift. Such is the Donegal charm. And none too were aware that Uncle Miles was on a quest, the kind imageined to entertain Gods and Tardigrades
Up the montain he went, alone, toward his death.
NIghtfall had long since fallen on the day. For most it would seem like the midnight hours, but for Donegal it was only a quarter to six. It was Seamus who sounded the alarm, for Uncle Miles was nowhere to be found. And the Garda set out in their chopper, right towards Mt Errigal, and there they found him, lying dead, a foot or two away from the peak.
I can only imagine how much joy he must have felt when his heart went into arrest and he knew, in that moment that it was here on this mountain that he would leave this earth.
You couldn't write the story, even if you wanted to. But to have the man who lived it in my blood, it shakes me to the bones. It makes me long for the kind of death that is worthy of thunderous applause. He knew when he woke up that he would die. He was not sad or unsettled. He was, rather, determined. For this was a NOBLE DEATH. And it would take all of his courage and conviction. It would take a great deal of belief too - the kind that fills xmas stokiings
So here's to Uncle Miles. What a performance. What a life. But also, what an ending !
Magnificient.
Bravo, Miles !
I never knew my Uncle Miles. When i heard that he died last week i saw how my sisters all spoke of him, how my own neice was named after him, and i became aware that there was nothing mild mannered about this man whatsoever. That an indellible spirit ran in the McGee blood, and that one of our own would make his final act worthy of God's attention.
What i had was the story of a mad relative who gave away all his money to the church, gave away all his posessions too, and lived in this wonderful hermitage. An actual hermit in my own blood. He was written off as mad, schizoprhenic, delusional and his abandon to 'things' frightened everyone. So then to my delcious wonder i was told, not only of his passing, but how the man died.
Oh, how the man died !
You could not write it. It was the kind of performance to excite, marvel, and stupify a GOD.
On the day he would die - on Monday morning - Uncle Miles, at 90 years old mind you, awoke with an absolute clarity.
"If Jesus is to take me, then it has to be on the highest mountain in Donegal."
So firstly, he cleaned his home. Left it immaculate. It had never seen such attention. Then he set off.
His first stop, 'Uncle Seamus."
"Would you give me a lift to Mt Errigal? I want to climb it so Jesus can reach me."
Donegal in December will get dark before it gets cold - both though will take you by surprise. Not only that, but Mt Errigal would take a younger man three hours to climb, were he not to stop for a wee chat and a biscuit. So, imagine then, an old man of 90 years, at 3pm in the afternoon, an hour before the Donegal night takes hold, asking for a lift to a mountain that he had his heart and mind set upon climbing.
Obviously Seamus said no. Such a thing was dangerous.Yet, danger was what Uncle Miles sought. He was, after-all, on a pilgrimmage to his death. One could not die wihtout the occurance of danger. He had woken up Monday morning with that single drop of clarity,
So he left Seamus' petrol station and wandered about town. It's what he did his whole life. Today was no diffferent to any other. Except of course, today was the day he would die.
He eventuall saw another local and asked (this time surreptitiously)
"Could you give me a lift near mt Errigal?"
It was all he asked. And of course, he was given a lift. Such is the Donegal charm. And none too were aware that Uncle Miles was on a quest, the kind imageined to entertain Gods and Tardigrades
Up the montain he went, alone, toward his death.
NIghtfall had long since fallen on the day. For most it would seem like the midnight hours, but for Donegal it was only a quarter to six. It was Seamus who sounded the alarm, for Uncle Miles was nowhere to be found. And the Garda set out in their chopper, right towards Mt Errigal, and there they found him, lying dead, a foot or two away from the peak.
I can only imagine how much joy he must have felt when his heart went into arrest and he knew, in that moment that it was here on this mountain that he would leave this earth.
You couldn't write the story, even if you wanted to. But to have the man who lived it in my blood, it shakes me to the bones. It makes me long for the kind of death that is worthy of thunderous applause. He knew when he woke up that he would die. He was not sad or unsettled. He was, rather, determined. For this was a NOBLE DEATH. And it would take all of his courage and conviction. It would take a great deal of belief too - the kind that fills xmas stokiings
So here's to Uncle Miles. What a performance. What a life. But also, what an ending !
Magnificient.
Bravo, Miles !
Ireland
A word on why we Irish make the best story tellers.
An Irishman will tell you a tale of danger and woe, and he’ll be smiling the whole time. And as such, he’ll leave you with no fear of danger or woe, for they make for terrific stories.
An Irishman will tell you a tale of danger and woe, and he’ll be smiling the whole time. And as such, he’ll leave you with no fear of danger or woe, for they make for terrific stories.
March 24, 2022
Kerplunk
New, as yet untitled, dystopian novel underway
'Swallow. Download. Plug-in'
A savage and filthy tech nightmare
Take Risk and Take Care
C. Sean McGee
'Swallow. Download. Plug-in'
A savage and filthy tech nightmare
Take Risk and Take Care
C. Sean McGee
November 23, 2021
RELEASED - {self-titled} - by C. Sean McGee
[self-titled} by C. Sean McGee
A collection of 29 Fairy Tales for Grown-Ups - some of them sweet and endearing, and some of them just down right mean and unsettling.
There is the gorgeous and heart-warming tale of Charlie, the little raindrop who is scared to jump off the cloud and be who he is meant to be; the endearing love story between Mabel and Abel, an elderly couple seeking the services of a hitman as a test of their love; the heart-wrenching tale of Felicity, a young girl on the eve of an abortion, wishing it were yesterday; and a re-telling of Red Riding Hood, one full terror and bloodsplattering twists.
A surreal journey, as if the lovechild of Albert Camus, Stephen King, and the Dali Lama had sought, with a broken heart, to unease and frighten as much as delight and enlighten.
P.S. You die at the end.
cover art: Stein Roger Sordal (Sordal, Green Carnation)
everything else: C. Sean McGee
Paperback - Amazon / Barnes and Nobel / Dymocks.....
eBook - iTunes, Smashwords, Kobo, Scribd, Amazon, Issuu........
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Live as you love.
Take Risk and Take Care
C. Sean McGee
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Blog - http://cseanmcgee.blogspot.com
Site - https://cseanmcgee.wixsite.com/thalamus
A collection of 29 Fairy Tales for Grown-Ups - some of them sweet and endearing, and some of them just down right mean and unsettling.
There is the gorgeous and heart-warming tale of Charlie, the little raindrop who is scared to jump off the cloud and be who he is meant to be; the endearing love story between Mabel and Abel, an elderly couple seeking the services of a hitman as a test of their love; the heart-wrenching tale of Felicity, a young girl on the eve of an abortion, wishing it were yesterday; and a re-telling of Red Riding Hood, one full terror and bloodsplattering twists.
A surreal journey, as if the lovechild of Albert Camus, Stephen King, and the Dali Lama had sought, with a broken heart, to unease and frighten as much as delight and enlighten.
P.S. You die at the end.
cover art: Stein Roger Sordal (Sordal, Green Carnation)
everything else: C. Sean McGee
Paperback - Amazon / Barnes and Nobel / Dymocks.....
eBook - iTunes, Smashwords, Kobo, Scribd, Amazon, Issuu........
Buy eBooks from author & support independant art before it cuts its own ear off - https://cseanmcgee.wixsite.com/thalamus
Live as you love.
Take Risk and Take Care
C. Sean McGee
Linktree - https://linktr.ee/c.seanmcgee
Goodreads - http://www.goodreads.com/c_sean_mcgee
Blog - http://cseanmcgee.blogspot.com
Site - https://cseanmcgee.wixsite.com/thalamus
June 18, 2021
New Shit
new book full of fairy tales for grown ups coming soon.
(feat. Harrold with an E, Red Riding Blood, All Those Ghosts: A Hansel and Gretel Story, Die Stanley Die, The Three Bears, The Man in the Dress, and more....)
(feat. Harrold with an E, Red Riding Blood, All Those Ghosts: A Hansel and Gretel Story, Die Stanley Die, The Three Bears, The Man in the Dress, and more....)
December 5, 2020
Released Today
Harrold with an E (a zen fable)
"After having only just come to life, Harrold, who, for argument’s sake happens to be the letter E spray painted on a wall, embraces the wonder of existence and what it truly means to be loved.
Harrold with an E is a fable for children and adults alike; a story that is as cute as it is endearing, and that is as simple in its message for children as it is profound and philosophically complex for the grown-ups reading it – either in bold and dramatic voice, or quietly to themselves. It is a story that teaches, through Harrold’s heroic journey, that compassion is courage and that there is power – kind and loving power – in being yourself."
The first in a series of Zen Fables for Kids
Download FREE eBOOK
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take risk and take care,
C. Sean McGee
Blog - cseanmcgee.blogspot.com
Goodreads - www.goodreads.com/c_sean_mcgee
"After having only just come to life, Harrold, who, for argument’s sake happens to be the letter E spray painted on a wall, embraces the wonder of existence and what it truly means to be loved.
Harrold with an E is a fable for children and adults alike; a story that is as cute as it is endearing, and that is as simple in its message for children as it is profound and philosophically complex for the grown-ups reading it – either in bold and dramatic voice, or quietly to themselves. It is a story that teaches, through Harrold’s heroic journey, that compassion is courage and that there is power – kind and loving power – in being yourself."
The first in a series of Zen Fables for Kids
Download FREE eBOOK
DROPBOX - https://bit.ly/3qveZn9 (ePub, Mobi, PDF)
Smashwords - https://bit.ly/39FWN4e (ePub, Mobi, PDF, LIt, more)
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iTunes - https://cutt.ly/hhYWLDZ
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Scribd - Coming Soon
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take risk and take care,
C. Sean McGee
Blog - cseanmcgee.blogspot.com
Goodreads - www.goodreads.com/c_sean_mcgee
May 30, 2020
Suicide
a yellow breasted bird
on an old fruit tree
fluttered its wings as it left
what a sight to be seen for a man such as thee
on the tip of his very last breath
alas nothing grew in the garden again,
not a flower; not even a weed
nothing but a stone, and a wreck of a home
and the roots of an old fruit tree
but a day it would come, when as yellow as the sun, fell a feather from a little bird's breast
for above it did flutter; with no quiver or stutter
where the man and the tree lay at rest
suicide ₢c.seanmcgee
on an old fruit tree
fluttered its wings as it left
what a sight to be seen for a man such as thee
on the tip of his very last breath
alas nothing grew in the garden again,
not a flower; not even a weed
nothing but a stone, and a wreck of a home
and the roots of an old fruit tree
but a day it would come, when as yellow as the sun, fell a feather from a little bird's breast
for above it did flutter; with no quiver or stutter
where the man and the tree lay at rest
suicide ₢c.seanmcgee
May 23, 2020
Virus - a very short story
Once upon a time, the people of Earth were on the cusp of castigating the entire banking system for recklessly upending their lives and sending the whole world to the brink of ruin. Then they got iPhones and Instagram and they forgave the banks so they could take photos of their asses and stupid faces. And then the whole world got sick and started dying and they ran out of money, and the banks were being mean again, and the people said, "That's not fair." And so they took photos of their sad stupid faces. The end.
Virus - a short story ₢2020 C. Sean McGee
Virus - a short story ₢2020 C. Sean McGee
