Monday, December 17, 2012

Robert Craven talks to Darmie Orem! about his Christmas

It is Christmas Season when stores' windows display holiday lights and every where you look bring the most glamorous view in the world.

It's the Season you will wonder how to spend your holidays with family and friends, know which shows to see together and all.

Whichever way you choose to celebrate this Season of love, whether you buy into the whole Christmas racket or not - have fun wisely bringing the year to an end.

Talking of Christmas gifts, ideas for loved ones, and holiday treats, with me here today, is Robert Craven a WW2 / Action adventure / espionage author of the novel Get Leni. He is here to talk to us about his Christmas. 

Interview Highlights

Robert Craven is glad to be on I Am Darmie Orem and Authors' Curtilage with Darmie Orem blogspots.

"Many thanks for inviting me on to your blogs Damilola."

Your Favorite Christmas Carol.

"Okay, my favorite Christmas carol is ‘Silent night’, why?, because it’s simply perfect"

How He Feels About Christmas.

"Christmas has mixed emotions for me, my father passed over Christmas 14years ago, so he’s in my thoughts this season. I love Christmas, where family get together, but to be honest, I’m more of a New Year’s Eve sort of guy. I like the idea of a blank page to start all over again."

I'm Sorry About Dad's Pass away. 

"Thank you Damilola."

I Know A Lot Of Men Don't Like Going Into The Kitchen. I Hope You Are Not One Of Them?

"I’ve cooked two Christmas dinners in my time, but the washing up is murder!!!, I do cook, but should do more I think."

I Found Out There Are Traditional Dishes For Christmas, However, People Have Devices Different Ways Of Preparing Their Own Special Delicacies For The Festive. Robert Tells Us His Most Favorite Dish For The Season And The Recipes To Make It.

"My most favorite dish for Christmas is Turkey & ham, but alas have no secret recipe for making it. I par boil the potatoes before roasting them is about the only trick I can think of!"

You Have Age On Your Side, Obviously I'm One Of The Younger Generation. Robert Tells Us How Christmas Was Celebrated In His Younger Days.

"God the one thing I remember about growing up in Manchester as a child was Christmas day started with Church, back home for the afternoon film and then the Queen’s speech – something to this day I turn off. Then the Morecambe & Wise Christmas special, I still watch the repeats these days  – they were and still are, absolute classics."

Look Back To Your Early Days And This Generation, Do You Think Any Good Tradition Has Been Altered From The Celebration Of Christmas? If Any, Tell Us How We May Bring Back This Tradition To Make Christmas The Festive It Is Supposed To Be.

"When we moved to Ireland in 1979, Christmas meant some of the families on the road invited us into their homes and the latest ‘video’ would be played - good old VHS! And off to call in on friends and neighbours, the part of Dublin I lived in then, Drimnagh, actually had a good community and everyone was pretty much on speaking terms."

O.K

"It has to be said, Ireland always does Christmas, the decorations usually go up on our road the first week of December, and in one house’s case, never. What I have noticed since the economic collapse here, people are friendlier and more helpful – we had the Celtic Tiger years where every second person was an asshole, nothing like monetary collapse to bring the good back out in people. I think Christmas has got better over the years, though the commercialism never goes away."

He Tells Us His Best Christmas Sweets And Holiday Treats.

"My favorite sweet – my wife’s brandy butter – it rocks."

The English Folks In Those Days, I Don't Know About Now, Have Christmas Games. Is There Any In Your Native Land Which You Have Favored?

"We don’t really go for games to be honest, usually a board game is brought out, though the Wii is usually on now to burn the calories off after dinner!"

The holidays are traditionally a time of giving and giving to those most in need brings others joy. Are There Charitable Organizations Or Individuals You Know That Cater To People With Low Income Or Those That Don't Have At All Which You Would Want People To Extend Help To This Season Of Love?

"The only charities I donate to are Dublin Simon Community and Threshold – as one campaign goes ‘You are only two pay checks away from the street"

Robert Gives Links Of Charitable Organizations.

Links:
 Charitable Org

Any Pictures From From Previous Holidays?

"Would you believe the cameras were forgotten & we didn’t take any holiday snaps!!"

Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.

Message In His Post Card This Season For His Lovely Readers.

"I hope everyone has a safe& peaceful Christmas is my only message for this season."

What Shoes And Shirts Designs Would You Suggest To People Short On Cash But Would Love To Have A Change Of Wardrobe For The Season?

"As for sartorial elegance, I’m a T-shirt & jeans guy, I might put a shirt on for Christmas dinner – my advice for any Christmas Day wardrobe, is wear something comfortable, it’s going to be stressful enough, so informal clothes help!"

He Mentions The Brand Name For His Choice Of Wines, Perfumes, Cosmetics, Shoes, Shirts, Pants.

"My tipple over Christmas is red wine, a nice merlot, as for a brand, I don’t have a particular favorite, that an aged Bushmills whiskey!"

Funny. *Giggling*

You Are The Author Of Get Lenin, What's The Inspiration Behind Writing This Book?

"Get Lenin was inspired by a piece I read in the Sunday Times 15 years ago; it was a review of Ilya Zbarsky’s ‘Lenin’s embalmers’, the story of how Lenin’s mausoleum was moved from Moscow to the Urals in the face of the German advance in 1941. I thought it would make a great story if a crack unit was sent in to steal it."

What's The Moral Message Behind This Book That You Want Your Readers To Grasp?

"The moral message of Get Lenin, is how the media can be twisted to suit a political agenda. The prime ‘villian’ is an American media mogul Donald T Kincaid who uses his power and influence to fund and film the operation. We should always double-check a government’s reasons for waging war, and question it without fear of reprisal."

He Tells Us The Challenges He Faced To Bring This Book To completion.

"Get Lenin took 5 years to write and get published – I kept a track of my submissions – in the end, before Taylor Street published the book, I had pitched the manuscript to 280 agents and publishers, of which 71 bothered to respond with a rejection, the more rejections I got, the more determined I became to get the novel published. Never at any point did I consider vanity or self-publishing; I really believed Get Lenin was good enough. I have since completed the sequel ‘Zinnman’ which was released in August 2012."

Dealing with the constant flow of rejection: when you finish writing and no agencies, contests and publishers would identify with your work for a long while, don't start to question your writing skills and your time. This is life after creative writing. Some writers are purely lucky some are fairly lucky. You have to keep your head high for the silver reward to meet you in one piece because it will always come.

On Robert Craven Story Generation Techniques.

"Story generation: I don’t have a formula to be honest, I write long hand and type it up, I do keep a large ‘map’ with the plot as the trunk of a tree, with the subplots and characters on the branches; the key is never to lose sight of the plot."


On How He Discovers His Writing Skills.

"I think every writer has his / her own voice, the only way to ‘discover’ it is to keep at it. I have noticed that Zinnman for me, is a technically better book and I’ve established a style / voice that works for me."

On His Up-Coming Books

"I have the third instalment of the series almost completed for launch in 2013, provisionally titled ‘A finger of night’ and exploring a fourth, but that’s for next year!"

 Book Blurb
As the German troops approach Moscow during the Russian offensive of World War II, encountering ever more determined resistance as they go, what if they could snatch the greatest and most heroic symbol of the Soviet Revolution, the body of Vladimir Ilyich Lenin?Would Soviet morale collapse? Would Joseph Stalin's Soviet Union be defeated? Would Nazi Germany conquer the world?This is the intriguing premise of Robert Craven's 'Get LENIN' which pits the academic British spymaster Henry Chainbridge and the seductive Polish infiltrator Eva Molenaar against the elite of the German Third Reich and the wealth and ambition of American movie mogul Donald T. Kincaid who will amass yet another fortune for himself recording the Nazis' triumphal seizure of Lenin himself.The race is on, and if the Nazi plot succeeds the war and humanity itself may be lost.


If You Haven't Grab The Copy Of Get Lenin Then, You Are Missing. I Tell You This Book Have The Turning Pages Effects You Would Find With A Spontaneously Written Novel.


To those of you living in affluence, don't forget to provide holiday gifts, toys, winter jackets and food to those God giving children which their parents has no money.

Merry Christmas In Advance To All And to Mr. Robert Craven. It was a great honor to have you come by my blogs.

"Happy Christmas and a prosperous 2013"

Monday, December 3, 2012

Christmas Poem by Dramie Orem

The sad minds, now rejoice, for lives lived thus far, and the eyes from the cross that watch as they ought to; protect our foolish blind shadows from evil that this Christmas we may witness; the season which ushers in a new year, a new hope, a new vision, another ripe of age, an activation of dreams.

Sumptuous season dishes laid out: Christmas cake, custard, gingerbread in Christmas shapes served with golden syrup, cranberry sauce, meat balls, roasted turkey, smoked meat, spiced rice, fish pie, coconut ice-cream, champagne, Christmas games, some Christmas Carols to play on the piano - all amounting to rejoicing in the season.

What sadness do romance thy heart for penniless pockets and empty bread tables? Rejoice for the blood shed that man may live forevermore. 

Think of the year that weed out a many to where worms feed on flesh as their daily bread and rejoice.

Let the sadness filled heart never be sad, not a complain. Rejoice in the light of Christmas and hold it in your heart as stars come out each night to remind us of the unfailing love we got freely from our Father in Heaven.

Rejoice Just Like Every Child Seeing The Wake of The Christmas Season.

Rejoice.

Merry Christmas In Advance to All My Readers, Audience and Followers.

Invisible Slave Masters.


Invisible Slave Masters by Darmie Orem

I freed from bondage of thee.

In the horrific ocean voyage of the midnight,
 When stars are not shining, when the passenger all around me converse in tongues I know not to the chronicles of the grieving events of my life; when the winds are breathing heavily down my sobs, when my thoughts with the distance journey traveled to the Legend Land, in my heart I feel shackles broken. 

Though the Stranger sees my explanation of demonic torment to be barbaric superstition, he hath helped me with description to the Legend Land where streets are paved with golden stones, tied, smooth and narrow like the paths to the Creator's Harbor.

The doors to the houses there are wide like the size of a garage. The tender blowing air in the city is balm to the troubled soul.

Like a journey into a sweet dream, the Land speaks of ancient glamor like paradise from the other side.
Then it dawn  upon my heart as I follow the foot path to the Legend harbor that I live on the other side of this wealthy Land.

Poverty, Lack, Limitation and Loneliness has become my inseparable companions.
O, that I might be lifted from grass to high places with the help of the Legend of my life whom I seek.

Rid of all my worldly clothing, my Legend, the Exorcist; wrapped the snow sparkling apparel round my body gaunt from suffering and a piece of it round my head.

The exorcism was not the usual type of rolling on the floor, pointing the cross at wild demons type portrayed in the fictional world of movies.

It was done prophetically with prayers observed in strange language naming each of the INVISIBLE SLAVE MASTERS - the evil entities that has  imprisoned my glory from the day of my conception.

Tied to the leafy palm tree lighted about with seven white candles; cross laid at my feet.

My heart thumps loudly in my chest looking down at the exorcist, the legend kneeling at the front of the Holy Book.

There is only one question in my head which is - is this the chosen exorcist, the Legend meant to rescue me in life to my Land of Glory?

Weather he is or not, my heart intervene with my deliverance.
And from within my soul I freed from the decade torments of the Invisible Slave Masters.

The Price



The Price

by Darmie Orem


Observing a spear of summer grass outside my little cottage
The gentle blowing breeze leaned towards me
Brushing my aching cheeks with its feathery fingers
It peered into my heavy heart
Whispering Sunshine…
The solemn word of harvest…
The beginning of all that is fruitful and beautiful...
“Sunshine,” the word rang in my ears and strangely haunting.
The season of harvest has found me. I knew the excitement of it.
It was over hundred decades since it finished with me
And my every waking moment has been swirling sorrow.
“Sunshine!” I swayed a hand flying above my head to grip my hair in grief.
I should be joyous for this remembrance of freedom from pains
But my heart was with a shuddering heaviness.
For one brief moment, the breeze whispered to me again.
“Sunshine” I remember you well.
It hadn’t been a dreadful mistake for you to remember me.
For the moment the air chattered “Sunshine,” like women in the market
I closed my eyes to blot out the memories of shame and failure
That has plagued and trapped me for decades of heavy wetness.
I bit my lip and screamed the word
“Tears_”
The severe sacrifice; the price I paid for Sunshine to find me.
The price we all sometimes pay
The ancient water that left its streaks of wet print on my face
Images that masked the beauty of my youth
And kept me out of the circle of mental and spiritual forms of love
Though the sorrow may last for a night,
It is supplanted with joy in the morning …
A true tale…
That was my consoling song of then and my testimony of now.
My only pain in these past years, of failure, grief and stagnancy, was the rape of time.
The price I paid.
I gave a quick hug to the breeze of good news.
 
“Sunshine,” how nice it was!
I swallowed hard, tears of joy prickling dangerously in my eyes.
I would no longer Pay The Price of Painful Tears.

Darmie Orem's Quotes

"They must have thought I'm moon. Therefore they made known to me their hopes and expectations that is beyond flesh and blood. I'm only the symbol of creativity within the ancient spirits of my great ancestors. All life that never dies in all stormy season. I'm the oak tree in the breath of the warlike heroes.” 

Darmie Orem

Darmie Orem's Quotes

"It doesn't matter what you don't worth now, but the courage and determination you maintain to achieve something special in your life is all that will count in the end.” 

Darmie Orem

Darmie Orem's Quotes

"We are the wining fighters we are today because we are the products of rougher times that, didn't break 'self-respect' during tested periods.”

Darmie Orem

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