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About ucronin

Born in the country town of Ennis, Co. Clare, Ireland in 1975, I now live in Madrid with my partner and two young daughters and work in a research institute. While I was always a hungry reader and harboured vague notions of being a writer, as a young man writing was the furthest thing from my mind; after leaving school, I did a B.Sc. in Biotechnology in Galway's NUI, an M.Sc. in Plant Science in University College Cork and a Ph.D. in Microbiology in the University of Limerick, the plan being to dedicate my professional career to scientific research. While having written extensively within my technical scientific field, I had never contemplated becoming a writer of fiction until a road-to-Damascus moment on the N69 between Listowel and Tarbert, Co. Kerry in the summer of 2011. Since then, most of my spare time has been occupied with writing. In whatever other free moments I have, I like to listen to music, play the guitar and garden (which here in Madrid means a lot of watering of plants and spraying for red spider mite). My ambition is to become as good a writer as I possibly can, eventually freeing myself from the cold clutches of science and earning a living through my scribblings. The type of writing that excites me is honest, intelligent, well-constructed and richly descriptive.

Gu-Gu-Geoghegan — Chapter 6 of 32

“And what time do you call this, young man?” said Vincent. He was wearing a Cure “Faith” T-shirt over a long-sleeved grey top, and was working on a PowerPoint presentation. “I’d a late night,” answered Senán. He took his rucksack … Continue reading

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Gu-Gu-Geoghegan — Chapter 5 of 32

“Come-come-come here to me,” said Luke quietly, one Tuesday evening towards the start of Senán’s shift. “Wu-wu-would you be wi-wi-willing to stay-stay on a bit lo-lo-lo-longer tonight? Do-do-do a bit of ex-ex-ex-extra work? We-we-we’ll pay you off-off-off the books. Cash … Continue reading

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Gu-Gu-Geoghegan — Chapter 4 of 32

“Ah, yeah,” said Susan, “Luke’s had it tough all right. You’d nearly feel sorry for him if he wasn’t such a gowl.” Debs and Trish giggled, and Debs echoed the nearly in a slow, hoarse exhalation. “Besides the stutter and … Continue reading

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Gu-Gu-Geoghegan — Chapter 3 of 32

In his second week working in the shop, Senán felt comfortable enough with its demands to be able to raise his head above his work and properly observe the human traffic that passed through Francie’s. The customers were not the … Continue reading

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Gu-Gu-Geoghegan — Chapter 2 of 32

“Now, here’s the man himself!” Francie Ryan clapped a hand on Senán’s shoulder and led him past the deli counter towards the bread section, to where a slight figure dressed all in navy stood looking warily at the pair. “This … Continue reading

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