I read this book shortly after Georgette Heyer's "Pistols for Two" and couldn't help comparing the two, in terms of both being books of short stories by authors much better known for their best-selling full-length novels. I feel that Broster definitely wins out in terms of this comparison; possibly it helps that most of the stories in this volume are not in the same genre as her better-known work, but even those which share the same themes and settings as the novels are much more successful as miniatures in their own right than I found Heyer's short stories to be. ( Read more... )
I read this book shortly after Georgette Heyer's "Pistols for Two" and couldn't help comparing the two, in terms of both being books of short stories by authors much better known for their best-selling full-length novels. I feel that Broster definitely wins out in terms of this comparison; possibly it helps that most of the stories in this volume are not in the same genre as her better-known work, but even those which share the same themes and settings as the novels are much more successful as miniatures in their own right than I found Heyer's short stories to be. ( Read more... )
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The first moment at which the book actually rang true to me wasn't until halfway through the whole thing, at the very end of Book 1, when it takes a sudden turn into horror: the agony of betrayal and the dreadful idea of possession and the past coming back to haunt you carry an actual emotional punch in the way that none of the preceding romanticised material does. And then Book 2 is like suddenly coming out of a fog; everything clicks into place as soon as we get into the 1745 story, which one suspects is the aspect the author really wanted to write in the first place. ( Read more... )
It has been a long time since I read this book, mainly because the account of the Quiberon disaster (something that, one feels, would never have featured in Orczy's optimistic adventures) haunted me for years as a child. On this occasion I consciously picked it up again as a result of having read The Marquis of Carabas, which features an equally (probably more so, because Sabatini goes into the damning disagreement and back-biting among the commanders, while Broster gives us only the exhaustion and dwindling hope of those under their command) devastating version of Quiberon. That experience reminded me of the existence of "Sir Isumbras".( Much discussion and spoilers for many Broster novels )
More Yellow Poppy thoughts
12 May 2024 12:12 pmThe other thing I wonder is just how fatal, with hindsight, his resuming his true identity proved to be (foreshadowing: "it might some day mean Gaston's life if the Directory knew who he really was"). It seems to have been a pretty open secret after Valentine's arrival, since she is known to everyone as the Duchesse de Trélan and as the commander's wife, but one of the subsequent grounds for disregarding the safe-conduct is that "that man who organised Finistère, de Kersaint" has turned out to be "a ci-devant of the ci-devants; no less than the Duc de Trélan, in fact. Brune let that out too; Fouché, it seems, discovered it. So he would be worth capturing". ( Read more... )
I uploaded "The Remorse of Others" to AO3 on the 3rd of May, where it has reached a new low of zero page hits (even lower than my snippets of ancient original work, or my opera-fic, or the Gigi story where there was no pre-existing fandom). I suppose that makes a sort of sense in that an original work might conceivably be of stand-alone interest, whereas work in an unknown fandom can affect only those who already care about the characters, but to be fair it probably says more about my summary being completely opaque to anyone who doesn't know the original novel... ( Read more... )
( A possible new fan on FFnet )
Stiff necks
17 April 2024 05:34 pm"I cannot blame him for disbelieving my veracity—however much, being only human, I resent it."
"To this hour I do not see how I could have believed in his good faith."
:-P
And yet the regret is clearly very genuine for both of them; it is the admission that is so difficult...
"The Yellow Poppy", D.K. Broster
13 April 2024 03:38 amThat, of course, is the other highly unusual element -- that the ardent affair in question (barely even a love-triangle, since it consists of two people who are passionately in love with one another and a third who basically has no chance from the start) is depicted as taking place between characters who, very unusually for the era and genre, are all well over forty years old. ( Read more... ) Not quite what one would expect in the average historical romance, where the heroine is not generally described as having 'faded' hair...
De Brencourt fell in love with her ten years earlier; she has been married to Gaston for twenty-three, and for the last seven, believing that he has lost her, he has finally fallen in love with his wife in return. Three-quarters of the book (it doesn't feel like that in retrospect, but in fact all the following events only occupy a hundred pages or so) is taken up by the plot developments that gradually bring them back together, as both discover that the other is still alive.( Read more... )
AU Yellow Poppy thoughts
4 April 2024 12:44 am( Read more... )
DrabbleWriMo 30: Flawed
1 December 2021 02:05 am(And a canon I almost certainly wouldn't have written fan-fiction for at all -- I can't even remember why I started, except that I happened to have mentioned that novel a few days before in some context, probably because it's one of the very few of Broster's works that happens to be available online, and therefore I had the book off the shelves and hanging around on the first of November. Though I *have* always had a fellow-feeling for de Brencourt, along with various other deeply flawed anti-heroes...)
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Book repair
14 June 2021 01:33 amI managed a fairly crude repair on my copy of D.K Broster's "The Vision Splendid" by pasting a tube of brown paper (a rectangle cut from a brown paper bag to three times the width of the spine, folded in three, with the upper flap glued down over the lower one) inside the loose back, which was hanging on a few threads of bookcloth. ( Read more... )
Meanwhile I have been persevering -- or rather procrastinating -- with La machine à assassiner. It is not quite as bad as I had remembered (perhaps thanks to the fact that I now *know* the plot, and am not impatiently trying to extract it from a seeming mass of irrelevant verbiage!), but I feel that it's pretty symptomatic that I have currently reached page 148 of 200, that is to say three-quarters of the way through, and we have only just learned -- via a brief summary account -- what Gabriel and Christine have actually been up to in all the time since he kidnapped her dramatically at the start of the book and set everyone looking for them. ( Read more... )
Double Agents de Chagny
7 January 2019 02:16 amSummary post of all the surviving material on my long-pending
"Double Agents de Chagny" WW2 AU story, prompted by
betweensunandmoon:
(extracts from an email conversation - with text emoticons :-p)
17 Sep 2013
I am seriously tempted by Pika-la-cynique's throwaway
suggestion of a Paris-based Second World War version "featuring the Double
Agents de Chagny playing collaborateurs and hosting champagne parties for the
Nazi top brass, while secretly in touch with the Phantom, explosives expert
and leader of the underground sabotage movement, reluctant allies for La
Cause..."
Well, 'tempted' isn't the word. The possibilities are there all right, but I simply don't know enough about the setting (and more importantly [eyes] its mythology: not what *really* happened, but the heroic tropes) to write it. I can't use a supply of gangster/pirate movie references, swashbuckler conventions, background stage experience, basic social mores or re-reading of the source material (because, being AU, there *isn't* any) to provide standard plot themes for Occupied France, and don't know enough about daily life under those conditions to sketch in the background. But tantalisingly, I know just enough to have vague ideas of the potential ("Scarlet Pimpernel" meets "Colditz")... and to realise that, given the possibly explosive effects of fiddling with a sore point in someone else's history, it would need an awful lot of research! ( first thoughts )
( Research on Occupation-era Paris )
( initial suggestions for the story )
( Christine and the Phantom in cabaret )
( Philippe's death )
7 Jan 2019
The other bit I remember that doesn't seem to be mentioned here anywhere is that (as hinted above) it was actually a shot-down English airman being smuggled in the bed of the lorry, they take him back to the flat for the night, he gets Christine's luxurious marital bedroom, and Christine and Raoul end up in Raoul's single bed in the dressing-room together :-p
Title page dedication
27 November 2016 08:14 pmI was re-reading my beloved battered copy of D.K. Broster's 'Mr Rowl', having shamelessly stolen her title for the purposes of my American story, and noticed for the first time the author's dedication in the preliminary material; I have no idea to whom it originally applied, but it did give rise to a somewhat wry smile in my hands!
"Love Never Dies"
11 October 2012 05:56 pmI soon found myself actively considering looking for a full recording rather than the half-dozen highlights included on the disc, and all the criticisms (numbers sounded like Tin Pan Alley showtunes rather than doom-laden European opera, dialogue was sung-though rather than spoken, unacceptably tragic ending, too much Raoul and Phantom and not enough Christine) seemed perfectly acceptable and possily even selling-points from my point of view. Unfortunately, then I came across the plot.
From the songs I'd heard I assumed I'd already gathered the gist of it (it later turned out that I'd massively misattributed the singers in one of them...) I'd been somewhat shocked, but the developments weren't such that I couldn't logically swallow. What I then discovered via the Internet and couldn't take was the plot's blithe assumption, supposed to be shared by the audience, that Christine Daaé had apparently have been pining after the Phantom from the first, and that she is constrained only by convention from taking her child and going off with her true soulmate.
( So why am I not on the side of the Phantom? )