Withersin’s Damned Interview with:

Colm Mc Geever is an Irish writer currently living at the edge of a dark and endless forest in Sweden. Over the years he’s worked as a roadie, a steel fixer, sold calendars from door to door and ran computer networks for a large bank in Dublin. Right now he’s happy enough to wander the Swedish forest, peer into shadows, and write down what he sees lurking there. He lives with his wonderful fiancée Anette and their dog, another stray from Ireland called Athas. He is currently working on a fantasy website and first novel which he hopes will be in shops soon. Right after he finds an agent, a publisher, an editor….

List some of your works (stories, books, poems, songs, albums, movies, etc):

“Words” in Withersin Turpentine and The Red House, upcoming in Necrotic Tissue 2010.

Your website: In progress.

How can you be contacted? colmmcgeever@gmail.com

In your own words, define Withersin.

When the idea of sin withers, society withers with it.

If you were a sideshow act, what would you be?

The crystal ball, not the gypsy.

What is your greatest non-literary influence?

Peter Corrigan, my school master when I was eleven years old.

Describe your most irrational fear.

What’s under the bed? Honestly!

How about your most guilty pleasure?

I’m not guilty about any of them.

Name the most disturbing nursery rhyme/fairy tale you can recall.

The Three Little Pigs.

Do you eat meat?

Yes.

What were the skies like when you were young?

Dark. Brooding. Beautiful.

Name your favorite garden tool.

Pruner.

Name your least favorite color, first job and worst job.

Brown. My first job was roadie for a band. My worst job was laboring on a construction site.

Favorite:  Author, Movie, Music Group, Song, and Quote.

Authors include: King, Barker, Crichton, and H.G. Wells. Favorite movie is Conan the Barbarian. Favorite music group is U2. Song is ‘Don’t Stop Believin’ by Journey. It always brings a tear to my eye. Favorite quote “I’ll be back.” That’s what I say to the computer every time I leave it.

If you were a loaf of bread what kind would you be?

A good Irish homemade whole meal.

Weirdest news you have read in your local newspaper:

Lately I read about the Chinese media’s interest in a mysterious city in Northern Sweden populated only by females. All men are banned. Now every single guy in Sweden is out searching the forests for it.

If you have a message to the people of Earth, tell us what it is:

Keep an open mind.

And finally, a question you can take anyway you like:  But Why?

Because, I can.

Here’s a photo titled, “INEDIBLE NOT INTENDED FOR HUMAN FOOD” 

You have 112 words.  Go.

Of course it’s not intended for human food. We’re not cannibals you know. This is for our friends, those little guys who touched down in the New Mexico desert and liked us so much they decided to stay. They’re running the big show now, you know. We’ve got to keep them happy and full. Otherwise they’ll get hungry. And if they get hungry then… maybe they’ll phone home and tell their friends.