Monday, December 12, 2011

Author Splash with Dr. Niamh Clune

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Things are hopping around JLB Creatives as there are tons of things
going on, getting ready to get HIDDEN EARTH Vol 1 Maycly published.
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This week we're featuring author Niamh Clune.
She is an amazing author who does more than write.
She is a think tank of ideas, a great promoter, and a wonderful person all the way around.
If you've not heard of Niamh, I suggest you continue on and join the
ranks of so many who have already discovered this rare gem full of talent!

Introduction Video for 
Author Niamh Clune:

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In Niamh's words:

“The idea of giving the best you have to others, being all that you can be is the spiritual thread I have followed throughout my life. It has been my guide from earliest years up until the present day. This desire arose from having been a member of a large, Irish catholic family where children didn’t tend to receive much personal attention. I was never much good at demanding attention within the chaotic, market-place atmosphere of childhood where everyone clamoured for a few scraps. Often, only the loudest voices were heard, the most bullying or demanding, threatening, violent, or hysterical. My quiet, reasonable voice was lost amidst the general noise, fighting, and cries of “Look at me, look at me.”

I realised early on that I was in danger of becoming demanding or disappearing completely, as the deep-down sense of, I have no right to exist, became apparent. If a child does not receive what it needs, he or she remains unsatisfied, yearning, always in need of something out of reach.

My childhood was difficult to say the least. I witnessed, and was the victim of extreme domestic violence. As a child of two, I was aware of a choice. As I grew, the determination never to degenerate in nature as my father had done filled with me with fervency of belief and spiritual quest. Nor would I lose my soul to the bottle, killing myself slowly as my mother had done – my wits a mental blur, alienated from those who loved me. As a child, I was deeply sad. I watched the madness all about me and yet held to a vision of beauty that was innate within me. It was something of my own – a special world into which I could escape my father and the suffering of my mother. In that world, I could be a child filled with mystery and the magic of transformation. I could be special and unique.

In later years, my choice as an adult was to give to others what I could not have myself, whether it was a kind word or piece of recognition. I watched how others responded when I gave from my heart to theirs.

I have always tried to see a thing for what it really is – the truth of it, the beauty behind the clamour, the thing that unites us – whether passion, love, sadness or pain; it is the thing that speaks most deeply to our collective Humanity. Those earliest experiences and on-going learning processes shaped me into the person I am now.

The spirit of service is my only religion. I believe in striving to participate in the beauty of the day, even if we only manage to do this for a split second. In those moments, we re-connect to all that is good in us, to the beauty within that raises us above the general clamour, the noise, and the personal, sometimes egomaniacal sense of self-importance.

This spirit made me a healer, a Doctor of Psychotherapy, a social entrepreneur, an environmental campaigner. It took me to Africa during the nineties where I was fortunate enough to work for Oxfam, UNICEF, and World Food Programme. I lived among those who gave their all, and gave it with modesty. The spirit of service was the mucilage that held teams together and enabled us to open our hearts to the suffering of those much less fortunate than ourselves. We were fully alive with the fervent passion of it. I was happy then.

This spirit now makes me a writer. Unfortunately, a bout of malaria triggered Chronic Fatigue Syndrome. Some days, I can hardly think or move. The pain in my joints renders me unable to walk. A deep sadness suffocates me and tries to steal my wits. It is a physical depression not generated by any thought I have, or by a denied unconscious. It is, quite simply, an autogenic body response over which, I have little control. Before I suffered it, I never realised how terrible is the illness of depression. Writing saves me. Through it, I find healing.

During a particularly bad time, I wrote my current Skyla McFee series. I found Orange Petals in a Storm by escaping back into the world of the little girl – pure in heart – who learns to overcome the harshness and cruelty that surrounds her through the miracle that is her creative imagination.

The imagination is a wonderful thing. Through it, I can still participate in the beauty of the world. I can still write my books without fetters or limitations. I can imagine all manner of beauteous things, dance with my soul, and feel the strength of my spirit. My love of writing, getting the passion onto a page, seeks the unique in a story where spirit triumphs against all the odds to express beauty in a world-gone-mad. I hope it is of some value and that Skyla shall say it all!”

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Listen to a sample and/or purchase
Niamh's vocal CD: click here

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Orange Petals in a Storm 
Author Niamh Clune

Her feet left the ground. All about her, dark blue light sparked into being and flitted here and there in chaotic abandonment. Gaining momentum, she travelled towards a swirling vortex that sucked her into itself. She plummeted into its blue-black core. As she approached the centre,the tiny pinpricks of delphinium went out. The world became black. She hung suspended where one reality inhaled and for a moment held its breath. Just as suddenly, the blackness sparkled. The fiery, blue pinpricks of light rekindled. The vortex exhaled, spitting her out with such force as to make her tumble on ,turning cartwheels through bland, grey space.
The vortex disappeared, swallowed by its own momentum. All that remained was a pinprick of blue, which was soon lost in the relentless, unbroken grey. She floated down and landed beside a precipice. She looked down. A vast, black chasm opened up in front of her. Somehow, the blackness was luring her into itself, enticing her to jump, to let go, to plunge into its vast belly. It whispered:
“Jump! You will feel no pain. Come into the darkness where you will be safe forever.”
She teetered on the brink longing to jump, longing to let go, to fly into the blacksoftness of endless night.

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Click the link to discover

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Be sure to visit Niamh's links, "LIKE" her pages, follow her blogs, and best of all support this amazing indie author by sharing her information with others and consider buying Orange Petals in a Storm.

Now in Paperback!   




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Thank you so much for stopping by to discover the wonderful Niamh Clune.
Please share this post on Twitter, FB, and others as Niamh is worth the publicity!

Next week brings an honor to the JLB Creatives Blog
as it was selected as a stop on the blog tour of 
author Stephanie Keyes.

Have a stellar day!
Your blog host and epic fantasy author:
Janet Beasley


  1. A wonderful post, Janet and Niamh, for a wonderful person. Nicely done and beautifully put! :)

  2. Hey Collette - thanks for taking the time to stop by with such kind words. I am certain Niamh will be much appreciative. As always - glad to bring a bright spot to your day. ;-) ~Janet~

  3. Niamh is a fabulous lady, author and writer of uplifting articles. You've done a great job Janet and this is a lovely interview, thanks for sharing!

  4. Janet, thank you for hosting Niamh. Niamh, I had not been aware of the current challenge you face each day. I'm so saddened to hear of your struggle and impressed by the beauty you share through your words in spite of it. I'm sending you healing karma and thanks for what you bring to the LAHE community.

  5. Thanks Linn, thanks Patricia. I know first hand that Niamh will appreciate you taking the time to stop by to read and share. ~Janet~

  6. A wonderful author splash.

    I'll definitely look into Niamh's book, especially since I can personally vouch that she gives from the heart...and so does Janet.

    Thank you both for this great interview.

  7. Hey Denise - so good to see your smiling face. I certainly hope things are on the upswing for you. Thanks so much for stopping by and leaving such kind words. ~Janet~


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