Monday, November 23, 2015

"Almost" Forgotten Women Novelists - Richmal Crompton


As a young teenager

The photo used for her book covers.

Richmal Crompton 1946

Richmal Crompton (Lamburn) is one of --  "...that generation of women in literature who had earned for themselves the term woman novelist, or simply novelist, as distinct from "lady-novelist" or "authoress".... They were modern in the 1920s and 1930s, very much belonging to the literary world of Maugham, Walpole, Wells and Bennett.... they were not a "school" in any sense and had no more in common than a belief in the novel." Rupert Croft-Cooke (1969)

If I could, I would edit the quote to add "from the 1920's to the 1970's", as some  women writing in the 1930's published into the 60's and '70's.

Eleven of Crompton's forty-four novels for adults, were recently released in mid-2015 by Bello Publishing, which is a digital imprint of Pan Macmillan that focuses on republishing out of print books, which they determine deserve new exposure to the reading world. I liked the covers right away and was intrigued by some of the book descriptions.

I would recommend the three covers below to begin with - for both Crompton's style and her ability to create layered and complex main characters and secondary characters - and for the strong storylines. 

I won't go into specific details of each of the six books I've read to this point, but if you like Daphne Du Maurier, Nancy Mitford, D.E Stevenson, Angela Thirkell, or works like Vita Sackville-West's All Passion Spent, or Barbara Pym's Excellent Women etc. I am sure you will find a lot to enjoy in Crompton's books. 

Her novels are highly expressive, and full of risks; sometimes teetering on the edge of melodrama, but never quite going over the line. Narcissa comes closest to that line. In fact, Hitchcock could easily have done a movie about the main character, Stella. However, the hidden depths of personality flaws in her novels are done so cleverly and with such subtlety that you can forgive some of the Bette Davis-style movie drama. 

Crompton was pro-Suffrage, and apparently involved in the Suffragette movement while in University. I wonder if this may have influenced her to write about ordinary solid middle class women, living ordinary lives which often break apart by the blinded actions of those very women themselves.

Caroline, in the novel of the same name, or Stella in Narcissa, are women troubled by deeply layered and complex psychological problems - and in their fractured minds - from lonely self-absorbed upbringings -  they believe the only way to continue to exist is to build a world where they can fully control everyone within their intimate sphere - all the while holding on to the ideals of the Victorian and Edwardian eras. After the two world wars, life is changing too quickly for them.

Crompton had a keen eye for the frailties of her characters. Nothing went past her unsparing gaze and if you see qualities in her characters that make you uncomfortable, like I did, you know she hit her mark. Despite those unflinching observations,  I also became aware of the deep compassion she held for her characters, which only deepened her work. 

The power of the main character or other adult characters in a number of the novels forces the young adult characters, especially, to face difficult, heart wrenching decisions; mainly because they know any decision they make that goes against the main characters' visions and determinations will have heavy consequences. Some of them cave in and make those compromises. But a number of the younger characters eventually make determined choices to move forward on their own, knowing they must break away in order to survive -  to hold onto their own individuality and to create their own future.

Crompton's work brings back a long ago era, allowing us a detailed picture of the social order in the world her characters lived in - a world that still had a divide between master and servant, and especially between men and women. Yet there is a timeless essence to her work; a familiar universality of the human condition that  resonated strongly me as a "modern" reader.

Richmal Crompton's Typewriter
(University of Roehampton, Archives and Special Collections)

 Brief Bio of Richmal Crompton:

Richmal Crompton (Lamburn); teacher, children's writer, novelist and short story writer, was born in 1890 in Bury Lancashire. Her father was the Rev. Edward John Sewell Lamburn, a Classics Master at Bury Grammar School and Clara (nee Crompton). Richmal attended St. Elphin's Boarding School school for children of the clergy. 

I have not read her children's writing - the most popular being the "William Books", but I have now read six of the eleven adult novels put out by Bello Publishers, and I will buy and read the rest. I can't get enough of them right now! 

Sadly, I can't find her novels in my local library. I wanted to recommend them to other readers. (They do have six books about the Kardashian family, however... if you're interested.) Not funny, I know...

Richmal graduated in 1914 with a BA in Classics, and began to teach Classics at St. Elphin's school. 

One of the really interesting things about Richmal, and so far I can't find much more than the single agreed-upon "fact" of it by biographers etc - is that, she was probably involved or very interested in the Suffragette movement. 

When she was 27,  Richmal moved from St. Elphin's to teach at Bromley High School in southeast London. In 1923, at age 33 she contracted polio and lost the use of one leg. She was forced to give up her teaching career and began to write full time. Within three years of leaving her teaching, her William books and other writings became very successful - enough that she was able to buy a home for herself and her then widowed mother, Clara, in Bromley Common called "The Glebe."

Later, in her forties, Crompton suffered from breast cancer and had a mastectomy. 
She was known to say that she was rather glad she had contracted polio because, from that terrible illness, she was able to create a whole new life which she enjoyed very much.

Crompton never married, but spent a lot of time in the company of many of her nieces and nephews. Despite her disabilities from polio and cancer, during the Second World War, she volunteered for the Fire Service. 

Richmal Crompton died January 11th, 1969 at home in Chislehurst, Kent, Bromley.

Other novels for sale and as e-books by Crompton are:

This is a "Christmas" themed novel

I am reading this one now!

Books from Richmal Crompton's Private Library
(University of Roehampton, Archives and Special Collections)

Tuesday, October 27, 2015

Hoarfrost waxes bolder ...

I woke up very early two mornings ago to a deep frost in my garden. Many of the plants have been cut down, but I was able to get some pleasing shots of the frost here and there. 

"Hoarfrost Waxes Bolder" Photo © Margaret Buffie

Summer is gone with all its roses,
Its sun and perfumes and sweet flowers,
It's warm air and refreshing showers:
And even Autumn closes.

Yea, Autumn's chilly self is going,
And winter comes which is yet colder;
Each day the hoarfrost waxes bolder
And the last buds cease blowing.

Christina Rossetti, "Bitter for Sweet".

Purple Sage "Geode" Photo © Margaret Buffie

Frosted Morning Blues Photo © Margaret Buffie

 Lemon Thyme and Elm Leaves Photo © Margaret Buffie

 Primrose Green Photo © Margaret Buffie

Sun Breathes Away Frost Photo © Margaret Buffie

Thyme Passes © Margaret Buffie

Tuesday, October 6, 2015

Being Ourselves

Is anyone ever really themselves? Or do we try hard to "fit in" even when the binds of that "fitting in" feel like a straight jacket? I have always been an independent thinker, but as I have grown older, I find I am noticing buckles I wasn't aware of snap open one by one. It has created an advanced somewhat curmudgeonly freedom that is filled with hazards, but also with my own truths and some surprising results. Margaret Buffie

To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment. Ralph Waldo Emerson

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Ralph Waldo Emerson

This above all: to thine own self be true,
And it must follow, as the night the day,
Thou canst not then be false to any man. 
Polonious: via William Shakespeare

 Shakespeare in the likeness of Martin Droeshout's etching.

William Shakespeare Artist unknown

There may be a great fire in our hearts, yet no one ever comes to warm himself at it, and the passers-by see only a wisp of smoke. Vincent Van Gogh 
Vincent Van Gogh Self Portrait

Vincent Van Gogh 

We only become what we are by the radical and deep seated refusal of that which others have made of us.  Jean Paul Sartre

Jean Paul Sartre

Jean Paul Sartre, artist (as yet) unknown

If you don't get lost, there's a chance you may never be found.

I have never listened to anyone who criticized my taste in space travel, sideshows or gorillas. When this occurs, I pack up my dinosaurs and leave the room. Ray Bradbury 

Ray Bradbury by Sci-Fi Artist L.J. Dopp

Ray Bradbury

              ... no one can make you feel inferior without your consent.
                                            Eleanor Roosevelt

Anna Eleanor Roosevelt

 Eleanor Roosevelt

And, indeed, if you think you're a genius of something, what you achieve is very much according to your expectations; if you think you're no good, you're not going to get anywhere. Diana Wynne Jones

Diana Wynne Jones

Diana Wynne Jones

Pride relates more to our opinion of ourselves; vanity, to what we would have others think of us. Jane Austen
The only two "authenticated" drawings of Jane Austen
Jane Austen

Jane Austen By her sister Charlotte

Two roads diverged in a wood and I  
 took the one less traveled by, 
And that has made all the difference.
Robert Frost

Robert Frost

Robert Frost by  Ercole Cartotto

Not until we are lost do we begin to understand ourselves.
Henry David Thoreau

I was not designed to be forced. I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest. 
Henry David Thoreau

I think the reward for conformity is that everyone likes you except yourself. Rita Mae Brown

Rita Mae Brown

I often warn people: "Somewhere along the way, someone is going to tell you, 'There is no "I" in team.' What you should tell them is, 'Maybe not. But there is an "I" in independence, individuality and integrity. George Carlin 

George Carlin

George Carlin by Asamamoru

And my personal favourite!!

The things that make me different are the things that make me.
A.A. Milne

Thursday, September 17, 2015

An Imperious Summons.....

It's always hard to close up our cabin in Northwestern Ontario, especially as we grow older. But as we have to boat in, we make a decision when the days grow short, and the birds begin to gather ready to migrate; that it is time to pull up boats and canoes, turn off the water, put the boat motors away in sheds and pack up for the winter.

I find it heart wrenching every single autumn, but remind myself that we are so so lucky that my grandparents in 1918 and parents (1948) chose to build cabins on this lake and we, as children, climbed the rocks and explored the forest every summer, as our children and grandchildren do now. Me, too, of course as you can tell from my many boreal forest photos!

I read this quote recently at a memorial service for an old timer who spent most of his life at our lake. It really touched me.

"Through the marshes and the forests
An imperious summons flies
And from all the dreaming northland
The wild birds flock and rise."
P. McArthur 

Watercolour Print by Ireart on Etsy