Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Jonathon and The Collector

Jonathon and The Collector:

Once upon a time, there lived a boy named Jonathon who loved nothing more than playing in the wild forests of his imagination.
He had a mother and father who loved him so dearly and friends of plenty of whom he danced with so freely.
But one day whilst playing by himself in snow, dear Jonathon met a man he quite surely didn´t know. The man said to him: “My boy, have you the time, for if you have none you can make haste with mine”.
Jonathon thought what a strange thing to say, for why would a man count existence away?
“A second, a day or a week or a year, are treasures to keep, my boy, nothing to fear”. Jonathon knew that his musings were wrong, that time only is, in each note of a song. And just as a note may be grandiose and vast, a song that´s been sung cannot sing in the past.
“My boy you´re so clever, then care you a treat? I have in this bag a prize for your feat”. Jonathon smiled and ran to his side and tugged at the bag to peer deep inside. 
“My child if you will, reach as far as you can, a surprise for you waits at the stretch of your hand. Wiggle your fingers and tip on your toes, the deserve you desire is beyond your nose”.
Jonathon did as the strange man had said, he stood on his toes and he buried his head. When balance was lost there then came a mute cry from a brown hesham bag with a young boy inside.
"How did I fail? Stranger please tell me why."
“You won me with logic but I fooled you with pride”.
The Collector moved on and he vanished from sight; into the
darkness, away from the light. And inside his bag a collectable toy,
with movable parts, a collectable boy.

When The Collector got home he dished up a feast, he cordoned his
bag and he put up his feet. On an old rocking chair he rested his rump
with his tiresome feet on a rickety stump. It was back and forth he
swayed with delight with a lick of a finger after every bite.

He ate cat, he ate dog he ate rat he ate frog he ate fox he ate ox he ate minks he ate lynx he ate mice that had lice he ate maggots for rice, twere the nastiest things twere the things he found nice.
For dessert what he wished on his grubby old plate was the boy he
collected, no older than eight.

He cast out his belly and turned on the telly for the air in the room
was now thick and was quite smelly. The stench form his farts and his
burps and his feet were then made all the worse by the stifling heat.
A scary old man on an old rocking chair with long fingernails and grey
greasy hair; skinny white legs and filthy back toes; distracted by
thoughts of maundering prose.

Out of his reach and still far from his sight stirred the making of
trouble; the start of a fight. From inside his bag well now wouldn’t
you know, there now wriggled a wriggling wriggly toe. Then came a
foot and from there came a leg and a hand and an arm and a little
boy’s head.

Out of the bag the boy jumped for his life and he carried
in hand an old hunting knife. He motioned toward the old man and
said “I’ve something to tell you before you are dead”.

The Collector was startled and screamed to the night for a prisoner was he, of distraction and fright. “My boy if you do you’re no better than me for to kill of one’s will is to set hatred free; for desire it rules from the heart to the hand from the seat where I sit to the stance where you stand”.
Jonathon smiled and shook of his head and leaned in and hugged of the old man and said: 
“To live is to die and to fail is to try and to be an old man is to seldom ask why hath the hole in your heart and the dread in your head be the burden you carry from the road to your bed and these things you collect and forever keep near hath done nothing to vanquish the state of your fear, for this hell you preserve above one, above all; it deepens your downing it heightens your fall. You siphon the past through a memorial sieve as a bitter old man with a life gone unlived”.
The Collector sank into a sad empty stare as Jonathon pulled on the old rocking chair and the old man he hummed such a dark mournful note as the young boy he plunged the knife deep in his throat.
The lesson to learn in this tale of a boy is to caution of conscious, a dangerous toy. For just as a rattle keeps a child at distraction; the thoughts that one keeps tend to speak of inaction.

- Johnathon and The Collector is an extract from the dystoian novel 
A RISING FALL, book 001 in the dystpoian trilogy 
CITY: A Literary Concerto.

This fable is preached to children within The Nest, to teach the importance of focus and maintaining a state of 'one'.
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A Rising Fall is the first book in a dystopian trilogy entitled City: A Literary Concerto. The story starts ten years after the blackout as a group of humans struggling to fight off a conscious famine, try to re-learn empathy to save humanity in an old industrial assembly plant. In 3 days; feigned affection, deception and a black heart will take them further into the repression of their own fears in search of unconditional love.
The City Concerto through literary prose; answers one question: To what lengths would a father go and what horrible wrongs would he do, to teach a god how to love again?
Following the theme of a concerto, City is divided into three parts; A Rising Fall, Utopian Circus and I, Cannibal. Each book is then divided into three pieces and with A Rising Fall, each piece refers to a day; the three days leading to the fall of their city.
The trilogy illustrates the human emancipation from three states of love; Eros, Philos and Agape as each is torn apart under the guise of well intention as humanity; now void of identity in the wake of a century of dehumanising dependence and necessity upon industry and digital technology; has separated itself from the labour of its existence, aborting empathy and setting in place the death of mother nature. Yet, on the verge of extinction; mankind presses on; towards salvation; towards the city of light and sound; towards New Utopia.
Take Risk and Take Care and Merry Festivities,

Saturday, December 06, 2014

News 6-12-14

After a brief illness, or moreso, after the swift and viscious defeat of a cruel genetic syndrome, and with a new boxing bag and more extraneious and gruelling physical regime in check, writing will recommence on {untitled} in the coming week. I expect a release in 2015, hopefully before the new STeven WIlson album is released to distract me.
*******and out of a heinous middle finger to pop culture and the whole 'judging a book by its cover', The Time Traveler's Wife continues to disorientate, offend, and confuse, after 3 weeks, remaining at #1 at Amazon UK for Romance and #11 for Science Fiction. In the solemn existential words of John's Nipple - "Expectation preceeds disappointment" ********
Take Risk and Take Care,

Saturday, November 22, 2014

A word of appreciation

A sincere thanks and gratitude to those kind people who buy physical copies of my books. It pleases me to know that my stories are as worthy as i am, of a vessel. I make nothing from eBook sales but i do make a couple of bucks from every book and i, my wife, my children and our 4 cats and 4 dogs are grateful. So thankyou. I hope the presentation is sleak to your measure. Everything from the cover art to the overall layout, font type and sizing, were by my own hand and of my own feel for how to dress each story.

For those who would like to own a tangible story and support truly independant art, please visit my page at Amazon

The books are printed On Demand and are of fine quality, i can assure you.

Take Risk and Take Care,



Sunday, November 16, 2014

Review: The Time Traveler's Wife

I can say that thankfully, The Time Traveler's Wife is no longer number 1 on Amazon UK, sliiping one spot, and hopefully hundreds more. The narrow catagorizing in literature makes it frustrating in presenting your art, given especially how..... strange or progressive my art is. Every now and then though, you get to read things like this, from people who take the time to write kind words of a positive experience.

5.0 out of 5 stars Five Stars, December 24, 2014
Amazing book

Jules - 5.0 out of 5 stars- A Lovely Journey., 8 Dec 2014
My desert island book. Makes you think, laugh and cry. Loved it the 3 times I have read it.

ClaireT - 5.0 out of 5 stars, 8 Dec 2014
Fantastic read, totally absorbing and at times provoking deep thoughts!

Andy - 5.0 out of 5 stars Time Traveler's Wife, 8 Dec 2014
Great book! ... Brilliant concept!!

Ben and Lindsay - 5.0 out of 5 stars 

- Entertaining, life-affirming, bizarre and wonderful!, 15 Nov 2014

I thoroughly enjoyed reading this thought provoking, existential, nihilistic, and somewhat surreal novel. It’s written in an easy, though somewhat coarse, vernacular, and plots the tragic mental breakdown of our hero, John, desperate to feel about each of life’s experiences as he did the first time he ever experienced it. But does he lose his mind, or regain his life?

Audrey rated it 5 of 5 stars  


A refreshing yet cliche expression of love for another. The notion of loving someone so much you stick with them through illness and the notion that you intentionally forget in order to rediscover your love...interesting.

3.0 out of 5 stars
 Interesting 5 Jan. 2015
Format:Kindle Edition|Verified Purchase
Not the book I expected. And odd read, for sure, but poses some interesting questions.

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Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Excerpt: {untitled} by c.seanmcgee - Coming to The Free Art Collection in 2015

Excerpt: {untitled}

This tree might have told a thousand tales and been inscribed with the besotted initials of a thousand lovers, only to wet its thirsted roots on the salted tears of a thousand broken hearts. It might have heard a thousand promises to never again speak of a thousand secrets and over a thousand years, it might have heard them spoken, a thousand-fold more. It might have lived for ten thousand years and were it on the absolute edge of any other town, it might even live for ten thousand more. But here, a thousand miles from anywhere at all, this once incredible Sycamore tree was a curser for a town with no name and no place on any map, a town besieged by a ravenous plague of death and atrophy.
{untitled} C.SeanMcGee ₢2014

Coming to The Free Art Collection ₢  in 2015

Take Risk and Take Care,


Wednesday, November 05, 2014

Sunday, November 02, 2014

Saturday, November 01, 2014


Teetering on the edge, with nothing below my feet, no room to move my head, and sinking further into this silt that already bears my impression, it seems only fair to assume that there is no other reason, none other than the unfortuante truth of having to start it all again.
Without my consent, writing will begin soon on a new novel, the 13th FreeArtCollection release since January 2013.
Take Risk and Take Care,
CSM Publishing

Friday, October 31, 2014

Stalker Windows

Olá Stalkers,

Please come along and leave your grubby finger prints and rolled up ciagarette butts. Click "Like" and Share to as many people with more hope and love in their hearts than spoiled egomanical expectation.


LoungeWindow - StickAround

Take Risk and Take Care,

CSM Publishing

Wednesday, October 22, 2014

The TIme Traveler's Wife - Paperback

The Time Traveler's Wife

A cautionary tale of love, mathematics and the innocuous.

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** I will be taking some time before the start of the next project so, until my demons pull me back under

Take Risk and Take Care,


Saturday, October 18, 2014

Tuesday, October 14, 2014


Reaminder the Black Dog - Steven Wilson

Getting Inspired - like slipping into yesterdays sitcky and sweat drenched clothes. An uncomfortable feeling but more than ever, where i need to be to finish what i had the gaul to start in the first place.

New book coming soon(ish)

Take Risk and Take Care,


Saturday, August 23, 2014

Friday, August 22, 2014


A flurry of ideas whizzing about for the next FreeArt story - 
The Hunter (.....through the multiverse and out the other side)
and the short story The Time Traveler's Wife.

This story will be inspired by the album 'Demon' by Gazpacho and the book Codex Seraphinianus.

For now, as the vile and depressive dark matter bewteen writing every story consumes me, I return to my reclusion and to my family.

More to come, when i have no choice but to tell it.
(i am never gone for long)

take risk and take care,


CSM Publishing ₢2014

Wednesday, August 20, 2014


I would like to humbly thank AnnaVanti for her engineering expertise on Happy People Live Here.

Without her effort, it would have been surely impossible to see the edges through my blurred perspective.

Thank you Anna

Happy People Live Here is now free, out of my hands. You can buy the paperback version here:

Or you can download epub, mobi and deluxe pdf here

Or you can download torrent of TheFreeArtCollection here featuring all eleven Strange Literary Fiction novels by C.SeanMcGee - a delicate blend of philosophy, literary fiction and some crass vulgarity (dystopian fiction, ideological satire, philoosophical satire, political satire, horror, black comedy, rock fiction)
Torrent Formats: ePUB, MOBI, Deluxe PDF, AZW3, LIT

Dirtied your fingers on this glass? You can go ahead and spy elsewhere. Check out the digital windows below. 


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CSM Publishing

Happy People Live Here - Paperback US$15

Happy People Live Here now available 

in Paperback

Benefits of Paperback

1. Quick Loading
2. No Batteries (No recharge necessary)
3. Wireless
4. Doubles as Coaster / Doorstop

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Tuesday, July 15, 2014

When being independant means a more acute and helpless kind of molestation

To companies stealing from artists (in this case Free, it is enough as a struggling artist in this bolemic industry having to give my books away for free to gte some exposure - my hard fucking work and fucking creativity just whisked away because i, we, everyone has no fucking choice. But for you fuckers to come in as you do and profit so absurdly from my pshycological fucking hell, from my fucking demons that i live with every fucking day - take them. May they give to you what they took from me.

My letter to

The manner in which your business is run is unethical and i wish to have all of my titles removed from your website.

Your site forces users to pay a subscription to join and moreso, for vip status to access ePub and Mobi files of novels which are the fundamental platforms for ebook readers, capitolising on this fact, you are generating revenue directly from the transferring of epub and mobi files of titles mening you are profitiing from the titles as a transferring company or a 'delivery service' and therefore are in breach of Creative Commons Licensing which prohbits if the creatr of a work stipulates, the generation of revenue from their works. 

This is entirely unethical that, according to your website, you have nearly 1,5 million subscribers paying up to US$97 each and with this revenue, you are paying not one cent of royalties to the authors and artists of whose work you are monopolzing and expoiting in this manner.

Take my works from your site. I will be contacting the FTC in regards to how your business operates. At the very least, a good look at your books and how your business operates is in order. YOu are manipulating readers and moreso, you are exploiting independant writers who are already struggling to have their art noticed and valued properly in the marketplace.

For your company to generate such extravegant revenue is appalling and asside from your IRS waving their hot wand up your collective arses, i would like to offer you the chance to go and fuck yourself.

Take Risk and Take Care,


**you want to support independant art, stop buying stupid fucking apps for your iphone and buy a paperback for these novels you get for free on your digital slave devices. The money you waste on absolute shit can maybe stop an artist form having to cut off their fucking ear. Truly support independant art, don't just click like**

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