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Thursday, April 28, 2016

On Da Desi Code (DDC), and aMore...

In YESTERDAY's post, I promised to elaborate on DDC, a moniker gifted by a BCbody named IpohLang aka AweOfHelen... 

So here's firstwan (wan is DDC for one...), REPRISE1,

or should it read REPRISAL1?:~~~~


Sunday, November 18, 2012

The Publishing Experience, or Lack Of...

YL CHONG-- aka Desiderata when he first used publicly as a creative writer to earn pocket money -- has been living in a semi state of retirement since BUM2011. I believe some of you know I landed up in the 5-star Seremban General that faeful die day in July, 2012, and well treated for a weAk:). Okay, be warned that DDC is again used in this post -- ****DDC is Da Desi Code, gifted me by an Ipohlang I nick AweOfHelen.

I will reprise a section to help ye understand what DDC is**** from my inaugural Anthology (see-lah at the TOP, Midnight Voices & Other Poems, Now rush to email me and place an order of 10copies or more, which will enjoy a 15percent discount OK! Wella, it's surmised that after I move on from this gOod Earth, a copy autographed by YL, Desi, would be worth something like 1,500 -- remember Vincent van Gogh's SUNFLOWER? He died a pauper, his works fetch many millions post Death, how sad, I'm glad I'm not dead. Nyet.

My Email:

Handphone: 012-9702285

SomeEsteemedReaders who have not met Desi but emailed would address me as a Ms -- I don't blame them because I think they fell in love with some of my "beguiling" poems, right? Leftist or Centrist?

Hence, I started off flagging the marketing of my First Print i 2007 with INTIMATIONS. Writers by nature do not speak to your face, they converse, and if your are physically around, they may reach of point of "holding thy hands", my dear!


My book was SELF-PUBLISHED and the first edition was limited 1,000copies. I sold 900copies and gifted the remaining 99, keeping ONE kopi with penned-over TYPOS spotted after the fact!

Then about "six" months ago (I was tempted to say "sex", but shall refrain in case some below-age-of-16 gals from Malaka visit Midnight Voices -- hey,, now kids grow up pretty fast,and my friends from abroad infrom Desi they even have started to "do it" in secondary school! Please don't ask-lah what "do it" means OK, I'm not a qualified sex-educationist; and there is a Chinese saying: "When painting a portrait, don't need to paint even the intestines!" (something to this effect-lah!:)

Back from digression, which is a BUMmer's privilege to abuse -- that's WHY I urge my readers to get o board the Bloggers' bandwagon! -- I had wanted to publish my second book consisting my Best Socio-Political Essays; No, I was not modest to it by myself. I approached a publisher I had acquainted with through my Blogging and Political activities, sent him samples of the writings I had in mind; for reaons not to be disclosed -- hey publisher-writer relationship is akin to a doctor-patient one/wan OK -- the project did not take off.

I then approached another publisher nj KL, the initial talks did NOT even take off. He cited the case of mGf/myGOoDfriend KimQ -- March to Putrajaya, does that ring some DESIbelles? -- where Bukit Aman called up both parties for some sweetheart talks, and confiscated their books for safekeeping as sweeteners. See, Malaysian's PDRM boasts of keeping "threats to national security" of their own nationals at bay, BUT THERE IS ON RECORD GOVERNMENT OFFICIALS STATING THAT INDONESIAN ILLEGALS IN MALAYSIA TOTALLED SOME TWO MILLION!

Heeding the advice of former Singapore Prime Minister LKY that someone reaching 65 must not retire, for once he/she gives up an active mind-based activity on a regulat basis, he/she will head for that tombstone much earlier, Desi had to think of a way to keep bee-sy.

The past few years, when I became acquainted with some new contacts with whom I wished to get-to-know-better, I had given PHOTSTATE COPIES, gratis of cpourse, for Desi is knot a scrooge OK!


(To be continued...I have to adjourn to an early capitalistic dinner, a visitor from outstation is treating, and an olde horse like Desi knows the meaning of "MAKE HAY W'ILE THE SUN SHINES", especially during this raining seAson:) ~~ YL, Desi, knottyaSsusual



It's awe (DDC4all) in RED because you boys&gals aRsEkd for more&aMore, like ORPHANS Oliver Twist & Olivia TWISTEDheels!:) or ::(


Sunday, June 10, 2007


Sundaes for Desi are for reflection on the meaning and/or unmeaning of life, Homo sapiens mainly, but sometimes of the Animal Kingdom too. And it surprises me that often the four-legged friends behave more decently than the so-called two-legged walking tall type.

Sunday of course is the last day, or first day, of the seven-day cycle called a week.
I change to read as sundae because in my childhood days, I often passed the Wah Tung coffee house looking at the colourfool pictures of mouth-watering ice-creams that would have cost me a whole seven days plus a half-weak's pocket money to taste just a cuppa. What more you add in a half-a-bana and a double scoop they entice with western sounding nomenclature like Queen's float and King's fool-banaNA split and heavenly sundae. Th lust is my mod day's creation just using Poetic Licence, hence the lower case.

I thou art LOST with some of the references, it is Da Desi Code or DDC(c) which you blame on for gifting It to Desi in XXchange for some past&PRESENTries.

On Sundays I sometimes, affected by Helen, whoelsee?, get a li'l kapypohchic, throwing caution to the wind, and pen on funny things, fanny somethin', and fonny things. Fonny is a combo of fond and deny -- meaning that I write of subjects whioch I am fond of but am denied -- for one reason or no reasons at all -- from writHing on normal times. That "H" is added to show you how snaky a writer can be. Take it from me, it's Okay if it's of a non-poisonous category -- but some can kill you if you ate it as SpecialBrunch.Even gifted FREE, please taste, don't swallow 'hole, you may die of toxins worse than Desi's famed arSENice laced in his tehtarik... Yes, sometimes I blow my own cover -- naked glory at midnight becomes havenly delight, jest don't peep, at that hour, you're supposed to have both eyes closed. And other orifices shut except for the nostrils. But I digress, which is a Blogger's privilege to abuse -- THAT'S ANOTHER UNSTATED REASON WHY YOU SHOULD START BLOGGING.

MINSIERS too. Othervice someone wouldn't have committed this fatalistic sin of Cut&Paste without adding. AweOfHelen yesterday led me to herGOoDfriend LinPeh's abode

"Friday, June 08, 2007

Samy Write Poem ?

Today, bernama reported that work minister Samy Vellu has penned a poem for the wedding of Prime Minister Datuk Seri Abdullah Ahmad Badawi and Jeanne Abdullah and the Poem goes like this:

From this day forward,
You shall not walk alone.
Her heart will be your shelter,
And her arms will be your home.

A mountain needs a valley to be complete;
the valley does not make
the mountain less, but more;
and the valley is more a valley because
it has a mountain towering over it.

For the rest of the story, please-lah, don't be lazy on Sunday, though yo're excused for being Hazy on Langkawi Beach where you got to rely on "stolen" with periit Internet access, bitching about the fine weather and whether Desi's guilty of Playgiarising up to this point, Mouse on the "here" connect at generous Lin Peh. I understand he like Desi is capable of Versifying and Werse!

TO MY DEAR ER, I declare thus:

If you copy one of my lines,
Like till the earth touches the sky
and awe the writHings in my Anthology
but attribute-lah Desi for using his Thingy
It's okay, I won't sue thee, just pay the fines
RM20million, and Jest don't ask why!

We Bloggers also use other people's works
We also Cut&Paste and with our 2sen worth add aMore value
With Google robber barons can't run and hyde
But this BIG-made-in-Malaysia guy so used to and worse
He just reprised 2-into-1, and out came babe of semi-value

Oh, PM, our beloved Prime Minister
You've been gifted with stolen goods
From midnight steal can you lead us out of the woods
Excise this delinquent quite sin-ister
Cut the crap and get us Rakyat from his foul moods!


fishtail said...
That crap of a man is as phony as the words spewing from his mouth.
Twisted Heels said...
He got away without any charges for plagiarism?

On another note, I went travelling and came across this shop named Desi Aroma. I didn't manage to snap a picture of it since I was on the bus, but just so you know..there is a smell of you lingering in the air!
desiderata said...

A crabby miniSTER only walks sideways;
Pak Lah must call an end to that bu'ger's ways:(
desiderata said...

No response from dat fellow nyet...

Let's see how he twists and turns --Don't break thy plastik-lo-heels!:( -- to get of this wan!

PS: hey, is that shoppe a Listed company -- buy Desi some shares 'stead of WITSgifter chocs, can? Bye...and by.
Helen said...
Dear Desi,

I'm so glad you followed the trail to Lin Peh's blog. lol I wasn't checking the net when on holidays, but Lin Peh SmSed me. What a laugh.

BTW, I dun think semi should be charged with plagiarism. His machai who furnished him with the poem ought to be shot. lol
desiderata said...

thou art always the kind wan -- let off samy with tap on the wrist;
Butt you made Desi stand in that Korner, just, unfair!

DID he offer you semi-value for dat HolidaeInLangkawee, ah?
Twisted Heels said...
The shop is an indian take-away. Hehe. I think you'll have to stay put with chocs :)
desiderata said...

A choc a dae brings the dentist my way
art thou promo-ing for Sabbie downer DU?
And he refers all farmers' need thy path
that's called A*"monopoly" PenangBath:)
desiderata said...
Oops, add "s" somewhere to "he" Sabbie, he, he...

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