Do you think I wrestle only with goldfish on an Icecream Sunday of the soul enduring the outrageous slings and arrows of a pantomine dame during the dark night of the lost remote control? - Wilhelm Spearshake.
McGuire: A thin 30 year old Glaswegian man, touch giddy in the head, sometimes poet of mangled form and dirty prose, sporadic drummer, drunk grammarian, waffler, painter using crayons, lover, hater, learner, teacher, pedestrian, provocateur, wanderer, confronter of shadows, irritating whine.
Produced a collection of poetry and short stories - Riddle With Errors - and is currently writing another for release in the coming year or more.
Contact - colmcguire AT hotmail DOT com
ALL WORK FEATURED ON THIS BLOG IS UNFINISHED.