NEW DEREK ROBINSON NOVEL - "What a romp!"
Holy $moke gets warm welcome
“Holy Smoke finds us in Rome at the end of the war, a new location for Robinson but one which has his customary cast of liars, saboteurs and arsonists. Everyone will have their particular favourite; one of mine is Captain Ironside, whom I nominate as the statutory ‘awkward bugger’, a fixture in so many Robinson books. What is conjured up for our delight is the amorality of a city staggering out of war, in a state of mind which - with an almost total disregard of government and law - enabled Italy to slip from Fascism to democracy. I loved it and thought it a perfect topic and cast for the Robinson treatment. My one disappointment - the Albanian dwarves were an authorial invention.”
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an inscrutable cocktail,
and 'Didn't you used to be Somebody?'
The short story of the German air raids on Britain in WW2 is they didn’t succeed. As Alfred Price, a fine historian who has studied the raids, wrote: ‘The home front had stood firm; the Blitz on Britain had failed.’ That survival was won at some cost - from start to finish, the chances of a British citizen being killed in these raids was 1 in 800. In all, 52,000 people were killed and 63,000 seriously injured, plus another 8,500 killed and 23,000 injured in the V1 flying bomb and V2 rocket attacks.
What is easily forgotten is how close the German bombers came to threatening Britain’s ability to wage war. The Blitz of 1940-41 - not only on London; every big city took a pounding - was virtually a free-for-all for the Luftwaffe. When it sent its bombers by night, the air defence of Britain was negligible. Night fighters, guns and balloons destroyed only a tiny proportion of the bombers. Often, the bombers made two trips on the same night, navigating by the fires they had started in the first raid.
One of the great ‘What Ifs?’ of WW2 must be the question: if Germany had not attacked Russia, and if the Blitz had continued throughout 1941 (in those days, Britain had little to stop it), would Britain have been able to continue the war? Bear in mind that in 1941 many Americans were reluctant to get involved in Europe. So there were two great strokes of luck for the Allies. First, Hitler attacked Russia and gave Britain a breathing-space. Second, Japan attacked Pearl Harbor and a few days later Hitler declared war on the USA. At the time, these were regarded by the West as disasters. In hindsight, we can see that they were blessings The carnage at Pearl Harbor and the huge sufferings of the Soviet Union were the price the Allies paid for what proved to be massive blunders by Japan and Germany. When Pearl Harbor and Hitler gave the US no choice but to fight, Churchill noted with relief that we could not lose the war. And it’s worth remembering that, until the end, no less than two-thirds of all German troops were fighting on the eastern front, a fact that puts the European victory in some perspective.
Here, just to illustrate the difficulties of defending Britain against the Blitz, is an obsolete Harrow bomber.
It released the Long Aerial Mine, part of a desperate attempt to stop the raiders. The aim was for the Harrow to release 140 parachute mines in a curtain that it was hoped the bombers would fly into. The Harrow’s top speed was 170 mph; it took 40 minutes to reach 20,000 feet; so it was asking a lot of it to arrive in advance of a raid. The aerial minefield was soon scrapped.
From ‘What If?’ to the Ultimate Cocktail. Hornet’s Sting, my 1917 RFC story, is named after Hornet squadron’s ability to shoot down the enemy plus the CO’s formula for a celebratory drink. This was calculated to make the eyeballs rotate and lightning to streak between the ears. He called the mixture ‘Hornet’s Sting’ and it called for a tin bath and every bottle within reach. (The recipe is on page 136 of the paperback.) Garth in New York, an old pal and a great fan of my stuff, throws a New Year’s Eve party each year and welcomes his guests with his own brew of Hornet’s Sting. So here it is.
Garth says it looks black but in the glass it’s more dark green, which is because he added green chartreuse or possibly creme de menthe. Not that it matters. He re-read the novel and says: ‘It was great seeing the characters from War Story again, particularly Paxton, whose long, grim odyssey behind enemy lines was one for the ages.’ (Hornet’s Sting also launched the careers of Lacey and Brazier, who went on to greater things in other books.)
From New York to Victoria, Australia, where Tim first discovered my yarns by stealing a copy of Piece of Cake from the school library and who now has kids of his own, nearing reading age. For them, he’s building a library, including much of my stuff. (His favourite is still Cake.)
Another enthusiast is Alan in London: a massive fan who ‘can wax lyrical about Piece of Cake forever’. Nick, who could be anywhere, sends me Christmas greetings and says: ‘I can find no better antidote to the trials of life than immersing myself in one of your books.’ Guy, probably in the UK, has read all my aviation titles, ‘culminating in Hullo Russia, Goodbye England’ and he ‘enjoyed the historical accuracy and superb characters...a true pleasure to read.’ Ken, who ordered Holy Smoke, has harvested copies of just about everything I wrote by tracking down old library copies from as far afield as America. That’s real determination. Andy, in the UK, put down his copy of A Good Clean Fight (already re-read several times) to thank me for hours of pleasure over the years. Lastly, Jerry (perhaps in Texas) finished Damned Good Show and wrote: ‘Superb book. I enjoyed it cover to cover.’
Endpiece. When I was a boy, novelists were always photographed sitting in an armchair with a pipe and a spaniel at their feet. They were the guardians of literature. Nearly all are now out of print. Most novels are of their time; times change, and bestsellers fall by the wayside. Will my stuff still be read fifty years from now? Nobody knows. (Maybe nobody will be reading novels in 2069.) So I’d like to recommend a book titled The Book of Forgotten Authors by Christopher Fowler, featuring the many writers who were big in their day and are now hard to obtain.
Fowler, himself a prolific author, has tracked down 99 Forgotten Authors, from Margery Allingham to Edgar Wallace, and has written brief and breezy accounts of their lives. I especially enjoyed his piece on Kathleen Winsor, an American who at the age of 24 wrote Forever Amber, a bodice-ripping romp through Restoration London that weighed in at 1,000 pages and was the best-selling novel of the 1940s, despite (or perhaps because of) being banned by several US states. She was the sixth wife of bandleader Artie Shaw, after Lana Turner and Ava Gardner. It didn’t last, so she married her own divorce attorney, wrote other books that made no mark, and lived to be 84. Just one of the gems from Fowler’s very readable book. If he ever compiles a sequel, maybe I’ll be in it.My thanks to all who wrote. Derek Robinson
is "the best short introduction to the causes of the first world war I
have come across. Derek Robinson is as vivid and trustworthy a historian as
he is a novelist.”
Here's a taste of what you get:
“The Black Hand recruited Gavrilo Princip and two others to murder the Archduke. All three young men had incurable tuberculosis. They were ordered to kill themselves when the Archduke was dead. Phials of cyanide were handed out. What could possibly go wrong? In the event, everything. Especially the cyanide.”
"To find war news in July 1914 you have to look at Ireland. Home Rule had been passed. Ulster, largely Protestant, detested the Catholic south. Gun-running was on an industrial scale. The government was trapped in an Irish bog.”
"In 1914, Kaiser William II, commanding the most powerful army in Europe, was not so much a loose cannon as a whole battery of loose cannons.”
"Admiral Tirpitz, Navy Minister, held the job for 19 years and followed one plan throughout his career: more battleships, and then more battleships. The Kaiser said that ‘with every new German battleship there was laid a fresh pledge for peace’. Yet Tirpitz was using his battleships to frighten Britain into silence.”"On 15 August 1914, Lieutenant Bernard Montgomery wrote in his diary: ‘At least the thing will be over in three weeks."
”If Germany seized the Channel ports, this would be hugely damaging to Britain’s strategic position. Britain went to war for Belgium’s sake, and for her own.”
"In 1914 the German army did not talk to the German navy. For eight days in August an armada of ships transported the British army to France without disturbance.”
"The British infantry’s name for its rapid rifle-fire was ‘mad minute’: a trained rifleman could fire fifteen rounds a minute. This was often mistaken for machine-gun fire.”
"Confidence of success fuelled German troops’ drive for victory. All Germany shared this confidence: friends and family wrote letters to German soldiers with the address ‘in or near Paris’. (The postal service being neutral, sacks of this mail reached Paris.)”
"Winning the Battle of Ypres gave the Allies no strategic advantage but it became a heroic trophy simply because Germany wanted it so badly.”
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Nicholas Lezard in The Guardian chooses Why 1914 as one of his Paperbacks of the Year, writing: "The novelist Derek Robinson, 82 this year, just keeps going, and his prose is as sharp and sprightly as ever (there is something of Evelyn Waugh about its economy and grip)... This year he has written and self-published the best introduction to the causes of the first world war, Why 1914?, I have come across. He is as vivid and trustworthy a historian as he is a novelist."
Robert Allison puts A Good Clean Fight in his top 10 of desert warfare novels, saying, “Well above genre standards, thanks to its energetic storytelling, its wealth of factual detail , and the author’s trademark gallows humour." Click to read the full article.
Reviewing A Splendid Little War, Nick Lezard writes: "Robinson has pulled off a remarkable coup. It's as bleakly intelligent as anything he has done but he has
also increased our historical understanding."
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Describing Derek Robinson's war novels, Antonia Senior said: "No one writes about war quite like Robinson, despite attempts to shroud him in echoes of other writers, such as Joseph Heller or Norman Mailer. He writes with a bleak savagery, in controlled, precise prose. There is humour – and it is dark and painful. There is love – and it is inadequate and messy. Most of all there is death. It comes from clear blue skies and grey clouds, from enemy fire and friendly mistakes. It hovers, unseen, at 15,000 feet."
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When someone at a party asks what I do, I say I write Ripping Yarns. It's a quick answer but a very incomplete one. I'm best known for my novels about the Royal Flying Corps and the Royal Air Force in the two World Wars and some might say the books are highly readable adventure stories. Nothing wrong with that, but there's more than combat in the high blue yonder - there's also memorable characters, there's unexpected twists and turns of warfare, and there's aircrew humour. Especially the humour. I did my National Service in the Royal Air Force. I was never airborne; I was in a Ground Control Interception Unit, deep underground in a concrete bunker. But I learned a lot about the special humour of flying people, and it emerges naturally and unavoidably in my novels. Humour is one of the essential colours in the spectrum of life. You don't make a story more serious by removing the humour; you just make it less true.
The longer I do this job, the luckier I know I am. For a start, I'm English and the English language is global. That's pure luck of birth. I might have been born in Hungary. There are good Hungarian writers, but it's a lot easier for me to find readers throughout the English-speaking world. And I was lucky to have literate parents. When I grew up there were always books and magazines about the house, unlike some other kids' homes. There was a good public library at the end of the street. And there was the 1944 Education Act which created State Scholarships for bright lads and helped me get into Cambridge.
That's where I learned to write boringly. I was writing to impress, not to inform. Twelve years in advertising agencies (London and New York) kicked the crap out of my style. Every word had to work hard. I wrote ad copy and commercials for everything from Esso petrol to The Wall Street Journal. Always I knew I wanted to move on, to be a fulltime writer - but I had nothing to say. Nothing worth reading, anyway. (I was a late developer.) I wrote two bad and unpublishable novels and finally got it right with a story called Goshawk Squadron. Might have won the Booker Prize if Saul Bellow, one of the judges, had had his way. Not important. "The most readable novel of the year," Nina Bawden said of Goshawk in the Daily Telegraph. "I laughed aloud several times, and was in the end reduced to tears." That's worth more than any prize. The first novel bought me enough time to write the second, and so it goes. Lucky me..
MacLehose Press (an imprint of Quercus Books) has published all of my flying novels - four Royal Flying Corps books and four Royal Air Force books. Here are the new covers:
Click here to go to the MacLeHose website. where you can click on their individual covers for purchase options, including e-books.
This will be the first time that all my flying titles are in print from the same publisher: something that gives me great satisfaction. Equally satisfying is the work of Tony Cowland, who has painted the cover illustrations for all the books. Each cover looks dramatically different, yet together they have a family likeness. They form a splendid collection, and they appeared at The Mall Galleries (near Admiralty Arch) in the Aviation Paintings of the Year Exhibition by the Guild of Aviation Artists. The standard was high. My congratulations to Tony on a memorable achievement.
Artist and Author
Photograph: Chris French
FIRST TIME IN PAPERBACK
RED RAG BLUES
He's a heel, bless him.
Luis Cabrillo rides again in this "dashing tale of Nazis and Mafiosi", as The Observer called it.
In fact, Nazis and Mafiosi play second fiddle to the real dynamo in this story. It's 1953, and Senator Joe McCarthy's witchhunt for Reds under beds is scaring America witless.
Cue Luis Cabrillo, ex-double agent, now con artist supreme. Dollars flow, hotly pursued by bullets. Luis doesn't know it, but FBI, MI5, KGB and CIA have him firmly in their sights. Not to mention Stevie, the only three-times married virgin in New York City. This is a rich, fast and very black comedy.
(To read the full Observer review, click here.)
CopyrightMacLehose Press (an imprint of Quercus Books) owns the book rights to all my RFC and RAF novels. Sam Goldwyn Jr owns the screen rights to Goshawk Squadron. In 1988, LWT made a six-part television series of Piece of Cake and they own the rights to that production. I own the screen rights to any remake of Piece of Cake. I own the screen rights to all my other novels. Quercus Books owns the e-book rights to all my fiction backlist, available through Amazon/Kindle. Derek Robinson
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The RAF Quartet (WW2)
All my fiction is available as e-books. Maclehose Press publish (in print) all eight of my flying novels, available from any good book seller (who may have to order a copy). Or you could try the websites listed below, often useful for tracking down both new and used books.
Other websites you may find of interest:
1973 Rotten with Honour
1977 Kramer's War
1979 The Eldorado Network
1983 Piece of Cake
1987 War Story
1991 Artillery of Lies
1993 A Good Clean Fight
1999 Hornet's Sting
|2002 Damned Good Show
2002 Kentucky Blues
2005 Invasion 1940
2005 Red Rag Blues
2008 Hullo Russia, Goodbye England
2009 Operation Bamboozle
2013 A Splendid Little War
2014 Why 1914?
2017 Holy $moke