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1st: Apologies for employing Phil Collins' old album title above.

2nd: As per my update http://www.michaeljmaguire.com/index.php?q=node/5 I will soon retire this site from its current format.

3rd: While I order the sand n cement, wires n words, here's a link to an interview I did late last year with the very talented James O Sullivan. https://soundcloud.com/culturalmechanics/interview-with-e-lit-artist-mic...

Right now I am, as you might assume, busy writing, I was however interviewed a few months back by the Electronic Literature Review, below is a copy of that quick Q & A..

1. ELR: Michael J. Maguire in 2008 you published your first works of electronic literature called «Promise» http://www.cddc.vt.edu/journals/newriver/08Fall/index.html and «Bob Casio’s Dead Cameraman» http://clevercelt.com/bob.html . When did you discover electronic literature and where did you find the inspiration to study it further?

I’m standing in the sun today, and the welcoming Irish phrase, Cad is anim duit?

Please permit me to wish you a very happy Paddy’s day dear reader, allow me to thank you for visiting. In the last ten years I’ve seen a wonderfully generous increase in the number of people willing to spend their time reading, and often engaging with, some of my writing/work here online (and thankfully also in person), little else pleases a writer more than learning he is being read. As a reader too I like my efforts and time to be acknowledged, thus please accept that acknowledgement and my gratitude.

Tenebrae Vincunt

A topical hypertext poem for #nationalpoetryday

TV3 people’s debate
Was how it was billed.
But it cost nothing to those in power

I haven't blogged in a while but here is part of a heavily edited (& supplemented) version of a recent contribution of mine to a discussion among poets and writers here in Ireland & the UK.

Here's a first draft of a (normal) poem I wrote earlier today called Asymmetric Silence..

Asymmetric Silence

children holding hands
used to include smiles, wrists, and forearms
attached
sons were not shredded bodies in plastic bags
a sacred rage arose in my soul at such attacks
as I wept at pitiful pixels
reduced value flatscreen inhumanity displayed
no profit there in
shouting unheard, about the slaughter of innocence
and schools of thought less human than before

some remote close friend
a part from this 21st century madness says

Another article I wrote for Headstuff a couple of weeks ago, this time on the subject of creative writing courses: “I wanna tell you a story”, catchphrase of deceased English comedian Max Bygraves, is it also the primary motivation for students of creative writing?