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In the spirit of the new year, I thought we could take on one of the first modern Gothics!

ELEANOR HIBBERT: I am a bestselling author under the names Jean Plaidy and Philippa Carr, but I want to pick a new name and be an even BIGGER bestseller.
PUBLISHER: Lady, we like your style. Have you noticed that this book REBECCA has literally never been out of print? Do you realise that the publishers of REBECCA probably have so much money that instead of hot stone massages they get gold coin massages. ‘Oooh,’ they say. ‘Feels so affluent it stings a little!’
PUBLISHER: … We dream of being that publisher.
ELEANOR HIBBERT: I dream of being that author. I’m gonna call myself Victoria Holt, after my bank. Because someday I’ll have so much money people will think they called the bank after ME.
PUBLISHER: … Oh Victoria. If only they were all like you. Please write a book like REBECCA.

So Victoria Holt wrote THE MISTRESS OF MELLYN, which was designed to be like REBECCA and also came out quite a lot like JANE EYRE. It came out in 1961, and Victoria Holt and Mary Stewart (who we’ll be hearing about… another time…) are generally considered the mamas of the modern Gothic.

READERS: 1961? Modern Gothic?
SARAH: It’s what they called it at the time, I don’t know. Anyway… modern compared to 1860…


Martha Leigh is sitting on a train depressed about going to be a governess in a Gothic manor. As well she might. No good awaits her.

PETER NANSELLOCK: Your name is Martha Leigh. You are going to a house called Mellyn.
MARTHA: Gasp! Can you read…
PETER: The future? Your mind? Maybe.
MARTHA: … Luggage labels? Ass.
MARTHA: Oh well, I am a Gothic heroine. I should be grateful the flirty fake fortune teller wasn’t crossdressing.

ELDERLY HOUSEKEEPER: Welcome to Mellyn, humble governess! You may be wondering who all these people are. Well, the master is not here on account of he goes off on ‘business trips.’
MARTHA: The Ho Tour of Europe?
ELDERLY HOUSEKEEPER: Possible. Also possible that it is the Brood Tour of Europe. Sometimes he sends back pictures being like ‘Here I am in Venice. :( ‘
ELDERLY HOUSEKEEPER: The mistress, Alice, is not here on account of being dead. As is, of course, standard.

ELDERLY HOUSEKEEPER: This is Alvean, the troubled daughter of the house! This is Gilly, my mute illegitimate granddaughter whose mom committed the suicides! And these are some trampy maids.
MARTHA: Judgin’ you.
ELDERLY HOUSEKEEPER: Oh well, even if the maids can’t keep their hands off the stable boys, at least they can keep their hands off the valuables! The last governess was dismissed for stealing. We’ll all be keeping an eye on you, Miss Potentially Sticky Paws.

ELDERLY HOUSEKEEPER: Here is Celestine Nansellock, the sister of the weirdo fortune teller you met on the train and the dead mistress’s best friend! She lives next door.
MARTHA: Well, at least someone called Celestine has to be trustworthy…
CELESTINE: Still super upset about Alice’s mysterious and terrible death!
MARTHA: Wait, her what?
ELDERLY HOUSEKEEPER: Spot of whisky, dear?

PETER: Awesome to meet you out in the woods! I love to harass women in a variety of locations.
MARTHA: … Charmed.
PETER: Having fun at Mellyn? It’s a little awkward that my brother Geoffrey ran off with the mistress and then they both died in a big train explosion, but other than that we all get on pretty well.
MARTHA: Wait, ran off with who? Train explosion what?
PETER: Of course the question is, was the body found exploded beyond recognition actually Alice’s?
PETER: So nice to chit-chat! Welcome to the neighborhood!
MARTHA: I sense something weird is going on here. I’m very intuitive like that.

CONNAN TREMELLYN: Hello, I am the master of Mellyn, and my face always looks like this. :(
MARTHA: Scowly dudes really get me hot beneath the petticoat, and so I’m going to assume you’re having it off with the trampy maids!
CONNAN: So how’s the kid’s education going? :(
MARTHA: Get away from me, you IMMORAL SEDUCER!
CONNAN: … :(

ELDERLY HOUSEKEEPER: Wondering how Gilly the Illegitimate went all mute and funny in the head? Oh, the dead mistress was out riding and she basically rode over the kid. Horse hoof right in the brain pan!
MARTHA: Not medically advised.
ELDERLY HOUSEKEEPER: And now the mistress’s daughter is super scared of riding! Nobody knows why!
MARTHA: … Yes. That is a puzzle.
MARTHA: … Could I trouble you for a spot more whisky?
ELDERLY HOUSEKEEPER: I like you, girl. You are what we all wanted in a governess. Respectful to your elders. Good with the children. Secret tippler.

LADY FOXYPANTS: Hiiii I’m super hot.
ALVEAN: Hate you.
MARTHA: Hate you even more than the trampy maids.
ELDERLY HOUSEKEEPER: Yeah, she’s an actress married to an old dude who lives across the way.
MARTHA: Say no more, I already assumed she was of loose morals because she was so super fine.
ELDERLY HOUSEKEEPER: Yeah, I ain’t sayin’ she’s a gold digger, but… wait, that’s exactly what I’m saying. Sorry, still drunk.

MARTHA: Come on Alvean, I’m going to teach you to horse-ride!
ALVEAN: I was hoping you’d neglect me while mooning after my dad, as is standard!
MARTHA: That’s the dream, Alvean, but unfortunately these days people have all these newfangled notions about ‘taking care of the children’ and ‘at a bare minimum, making sure they don’t die.’ Silly fuss! Let me just put on your mom’s horseriding clothes.
MARTHA: Is that you Celestine? Haha, she fell down. What a funny story. Someone fetch the medicinal brandy... and bring it to me.

MARTHA: Well, you didn’t die of the typhus, did you? So it’s all fine! We even got you MEDICAL ATTENTION.
MARTHA: Every luxury showered on you. Lucky girl.

CONNAN: Is the kid okay? She’s not dead, is she? For once my face is entirely appropriate. : (
MARTHA: Dude, has it occurred to you that this is the 1900s? You can’t just neglect children anymore!
CONNAN: No. It literally never occurred to me before this moment when you pointed it out that a motherless child, who I have raised from the day she was born, might need affection or attention.
MARTHA: Are you being SARCASTIC?
CONNAN: No, seriously. I am Gothically handsome, but none too bright. : (
MARTHA: Oh you big hot gloomy hot doofus. I love you.

GREAT-AUNT: Want to sit down and have a drink with me, Martha?
MARTHA: Boy do I!
GREAT-AUNT: So, funny story: Alvean was Geoffrey Nansellock’s kid and not Connan’s at all!
MARTHA: That explains so much about Connan’s parenting. And his face.
GREAT-AUNT: You want me to pour you another glass of dandelion wine?
MARTHA: If you would be so kind as to pass me the entire bottle.

HEROINE’S SISTER: Sending you a plot-convenient hot dress! PS Remember dudes hate sassy ladies. Zip it! PS Not the dress. Unzip that whenever.

ALVEAN: Arrrrrrrgghhhhh Mommy’s ghost!
MARTHA: Just me, sweetie, dressed fancy in this plot-convenient dress! It’s hilarious how people keep mistaking me for your dead mom, isn’t it?
ALVEAN: Hilarious. Can I have a soothing drink?
MARTHA: Best not. You’re eight.

PETER: Here is a pretty pony as a token of my affections.
CONNAN: Here are some lovely diamonds as a token of my affections.
MARTHA: Dudes keep giving me horses and diamonds! I wish they’d give me something useful like a hip flask.

GHOST ALICE: You look great, Marty. You look super fly in that dress. I totally think my husband has the hots for you. Hit that like a gong!
MARTHA: Ghostly visitations. So weirdly supportive.

MARTHA: At last all my dreams have come true! I am the prettiest girl at the prom! I’m going to be homecoming queen!
CONNAN: ???? : (
MARTHA: Or some Gothic equivalent of same.
PETER: May I have this dance?
CONNAN: I kiss you!
GUESTS AT BALL: Are you Team Peter or Team Connan? Is there a place to buy a T-shirt?
MARTHA: Come on, wrestling match in fountain… come on…

ELDERLY HOUSEKEEPER: Oh no, Sir Thomas Foxypants has died on his way home from our ball! I bet Connan and Lady Foxypants will soon be wed.
MARTHA: … Buzzkill. Is anyone using this tray of drinks? No? Good.

GILLY: Hey dead Alice.
MARTHA: You people are laugh riots! I’m going to go up to my room and find something to drink! Maybe paint thinner!

CONNAN: Hey sexy, thinking about you, come visit me at another of my houses. I have loads of them. My estates are extensive. I know how the Gothic ladies like that. Yours, C.
MARTHA: I believe your letter meant to imply I should visit with both the children?
CONNAN: Uh… sure. How about we have a candelit dinner and I talk to you about… wait for it… architecture.
MARTHA: Oh my. You do know the way to a Gothic heroine’s heart!
CONNAN: Some houses are built into the shape of an ‘E’ for Queen Elizabeth. Yeah, baby. How do you like me now?
MARTHA: This improper conversation has left me all weak about the knees. If you talk about buttresses, I shall swoon.

CONNAN: These are the actual words of my proposal, from the actual book. ‘I want to marry you because I want to keep you a prisoner in my house.’
MARTHA: Hotttt.
CONNAN: Your mouth says no but your eyes say yes.
MARTHA: Incorrect, my sexy presumptuous friend! My mouth ain’t saying no.

MARTHA: But tell me, Connan, I need some reassurance. Are you a ho?
CONNAN: I am a ho fo’ sho’. I have been with like every lady in-
MARTHA: Uh—great. Have you been with Lady Foxypants?
CONNAN: I banged her like a screen door in a hurricane many, many times. Many, many-
MARTHA: Okay, good talk! Very reassuring.

MARTHA: I’m going to be the mistress of Mellyn.
GILLY: Yay dead Alice!
MARTHA: You know what? Sure. Fine. Someone pass me the brandy.

ELDERLY HOUSEKEEPER: So word is that Connan and Lady Foxypants murdered Sir Thomas Foxypants and he’s marrying you to evade suspicion and like, hanging and stuff.
MARTHA: You still got that whisky?
ELDERLY HOUSEKEEPER: Maybe we should save it for after the autopsy.
MARTHA: By then I’m planning to be on the opium.

CELESTINE: Oh my gosh you’re marrying Connan.
MARTHA: Oh my gosh you’re crying. You’re such a good friend to be so thrilled for me!

PETER: So if you change your mind about marrying Connan for any reason—such as, a shot in the dark here, just throwing this out there—he’s a murderer in love with Lady Foxypants who killed his wife and her husband? Consider me still in this love triangle.
MARTHA: What’s that? Have some more wine? Don’t mind if I do!

GILLY: Come look at this
MARTHA: Oooh, pretty architecture, thanks, kiddo.
GILLY: What is WITH the people in this house? I’m like ‘HEY, LOOK AT THIS PEEP HOLE OF DEATH’ and they’re like ‘So many fancy fittings!’
MARTHA: I especially like the crenellation of doom on the ceiling. Look, child!
GILLY: … I want a drink.

MARTHA: So if Connan and Lady Foxypants killed Alice, and Sir Thomas, are they going to kill me? I wonder how? Oh my God, what if they poisoned the whisky? Those MONSTERS!
MARTHA: Oh well. In actual words taken from the actual book, ‘I do love him. So much that I would rather meet death at his hands than leave him.’
READERS: … Oh, Martha. Drunk again.

EX-GOVERNESS ACCUSED OF STEALING: Hi Martha. I am totally innocent of the crime I was accused of.
MARTHA: I bet Lady Foxypants framed you.
EX-GOVERNESS: Sure. Celestine was also there the whole time. Also Celestine got me this new job.
MARTHA: She’s a peach.
EX-GOVERNESS: Celestine and I are both super interested in architecture.
MARTHA: Let’s face it, we’re ladies in a Gothic novel, who isn’t a little bit hot for houses?
EX-GOVERNESS: You’d better tell her all about how the peep hole at Mount Mellyn is actually a priest hole!
MARTHA: Okay. I’m so glad we’ve got off the boring subject of murder and adultery, and we’re talking about truly fascinating stuff like architecture. Waiter, more drinks! You, tell me all you know about… renovations…

CELESTINE: Hi Martha. I hear that Sir Thomas Foxypants died of natural causes! Great news, huh?
MARTHA: Sure, sure, but more importantly, did you know our peep hole might be actually a priest hole, for priests to hide in? Weird, right?
CELESTINE: That is totally new information to me! Let’s go investigate at once!
MARTHA: Boy, something in this priest hole smells awful, like someone got buried alive in here and rotted for a year.
CELESTINE: That is totally new information to me!
DOOR: slam.

MARTHA: Celestine? Celestine, I think the door fell sh… Oh. Oh, right. I see. Oh spit.
MARTHA: Buried alive, I see. What’s that like?
DEAD ALICE: You are about to find out.
MARTHA: So far I’m not a fan. I don’t suppose you have a drink on you?

GILLY: Come quickly she’s been buried alive!
CONNAN: What’s that little girl? Timmy’s in the well?
GILLY: Your latest girlfriend has been buried alive in your HOUSE OF DEATH, just like the last one was!
CONNAN: Well, one must humour the children… oh my God, hey baby! Sweetie, don’t worry, Connan’s here! Connan to the rescue!
GILLY: Connan to the rescue? Gilly’s getting a drink.

MARTHA: And that was how I was saved from being a governess and also being buried alive, very similar things. Before she went conveniently mad and was shut up forever—that’s what you gotta do with mad ladies--Celestine confessed that she wanted to marry Connan—because she was hot for his house, not because she was warm for his form, which let that be a lesson to all of us! You’ve got to at least pretend to be into the dude as well. Connan and I had a ton of kids, and also a ton of fights where I accused him of being unfaithful with Lady Foxypants and all the trampy maids at once! LOL, you know what I am saying? And here comes Gilly with the drinks, because what better payment for saving my life is there than for her to serve me forever? … Gilly, over here! Heavy on the gin, light on the tonic.

Governesses, brooding dudes, jealousy, big big houses, people getting buried alive. The usual Gothic stuff. But in the Mistress of Mellyn, the actual evildoer is a woman—not a woman shut up and mostly helpless like in Jane Eyre, or a dead woman like in Rebecca—there is a woman scheming and murdering up the joint to get what she wants, and this woman reminds the heroine of herself. Actually, the book is full of the heroine being scared of and hostile towards other women, seeing all of them as threatening reflections or shadows of herself. She’s scared of her love interest, yes, but it’s not a case of ‘Somebody’s Trying To Kill Me And I Think It’s My Husband’ (Joanna Russ) but ‘Somebody’s Trying To Kill Me And I Think It’s A She’ (Brooke Willig).

In the Mistress of Mellyn, the heroine keeps seeing a sinister shadow and not knowing whose it is: the heroine herself keeps getting mistaken for a ghost, and compared to the other women in the book.

There’s a pair of lady doppelgangers in the Vampire Diaries TV show. There’s a song (music by Schubert, words by Heine) called ‘Der Doppelganger’ – that famously begins ‘Still is the night…’

‘It chills me, when I behold his pale face
For the moon shows me my own features again!
You spirit double, you specter with my face…‘

Being scared of yourself is something I wanted to do with Unspoken for both the hero and the heroine: but part of having the Gothic heroine role be played by a boy means there isn’t jealousy of other ladies competing for your house, or who shall be the fairest of them all.

But the idea of a shadow self, a specter with your face, someone like you or better than you, someone whose very existence poses a threat to you, whose coming into your life is meant to be the warning of your own death. Well, that’s something I wanted to keep. The boy playing the Gothic heroine of Unspoken has a cousin. They’re very alike.

Oh pallid companion. But which is which? Would you even know, if you were the doppelganger? Would you want to know? Or would you want a drink?


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Jan. 24th, 2012 05:31 pm (UTC)
Ha ha.. I used to devour Victoria Holt's backlist in Norwegian at the library when I was about 12. I was rather sad when they were taken off the shelves a couple of years ago, not to be replaced. Well, me and the old ladies who loved checking her out, to the point the books were actually falling apart.
Jan. 24th, 2012 05:43 pm (UTC)
Oh no! They should at least have let you and the old ladies cagefight for the copies.
Jan. 24th, 2012 06:14 pm (UTC)
I... That's me. That's me you're describing.

Jan. 31st, 2012 05:25 pm (UTC)
... And me.

Jan. 24th, 2012 05:53 pm (UTC)
*steals line from trampy maids* Tee hee.

Thank you for this. I do love how you manage to be hilarious and insightful at the same time. And, hey, Victoria holt - wow. I tore through her novels as though they were laced with crack when I was in high school, but I've never actually made the connection that so many of her books really are Gothics.

Hurray for Gothic Tuesdays!
Jan. 24th, 2012 11:24 pm (UTC)
Aw, thank you. I am much pleased people like 'em: it's nice to have a subject!
Jan. 24th, 2012 06:08 pm (UTC)
Victoria Holt's were the first* adult books I read growing up. I must have read through the library's entire collection at least twice. I recently came across them again in my current public library (new city, fifteen years later). They not only had some I had adored with all of my teenage-angst-ridden heart, but had some I hadn't read before. Naturally I did what any good gothic loving reader would do--I checked them all out and wallowed for weeks, nay months, in the gothic goodness.

I'm so looking forward to Unspoken.

* Full disclosure: I discovered Ms. Holt and Agatha Christie at the same time. That was the summer of murder and evil plots and gloom! I relished it.
Jan. 24th, 2012 06:24 pm (UTC)
I started my adult reading with Agatha, but Victoria was not far behind :)
Jan. 24th, 2012 06:12 pm (UTC)
OMG VICTORIA HOLT. I loved, loved, loved her back when I was 12-13, and basically devoured all her books because they were all amazing. My favourite part is probably how every single woman in them has weird eyes that change colour to go with the dress they're wearing. Because that's totally normal.
Jan. 24th, 2012 06:30 pm (UTC)
I scored a full set of Victory Holt hardcovers for free at a fleamarket that was closing down a year or two ago. Ah, fond memories of youth . Can't have too many gothic heroines!
Jan. 24th, 2012 06:33 pm (UTC)
Well, at least you're not writing about Mary Stewart in the same post as Victoria Holt. One of these things is not like the other thing.
Jan. 24th, 2012 06:46 pm (UTC)
Thank you! One of my biggest pet peeves is that whenever I go looking for "authors similar to Mary Stewart", Victoria Holt's name pops up. Completely different types of books, people.
Jan. 24th, 2012 06:50 pm (UTC)
Oh hell aye. (Only a cad would at this point say "Mary Stewart is really good," and leave people to draw their own conclusions...)
Jan. 25th, 2012 01:55 am (UTC)
*snicker* I'm just glad you said it, so I didn't have to. ;-)
Jan. 29th, 2012 04:16 pm (UTC)
Absolutely. I am also extremely fond of Jane Aiken Hodge - I re-read her and Mary Stewart regularly. Not Victoria Holt.
Jan. 24th, 2012 11:21 pm (UTC)
Oh, I like them both, in different ways...
Jan. 24th, 2012 06:38 pm (UTC)
So exciting! Can't wait for Unspoken. I'm already trembling with So. Much. Anticipiation.

I just have a quick question. Towards the end, it says:

Being scared of yourself is something I wanted to do with Unspoken for both the hero and the heroine: but part of having the Gothic heroine be the boy means there isn’t jealousy of other ladies competing for your house, or a dude.

But the idea of a shadow self, a specter with your face, someone like you or better than you, someone whose very existence poses a threat to you, whose coming into your life is meant to be the warning of your own death. Well, that’s something I wanted to keep. The hero of Unspoken has a cousin. They’re very alike.

I was just confused on the terminology. Is Jared the heroine, and Kami the hero, or is it the other way around? Or a mixture of both? I know that you've said on tumblr that Jared and Ash are cousins (and I imagine that being Lynburns and with the family tree being a square and all that they look really similar), so are they "pallid companions"? (lol, love that.) :)

Jan. 24th, 2012 08:49 pm (UTC)
Sorry to be confusing! I shall have a squinch up and see if I can clarify the post.

Jared's the hero (well, he's the dude who gets the most pagetime, I'm not really good at those kind of categories, see also the Lexicon series, I'm an ensemble kind of girl) but he's in the role of Gothic heroine: the one trapped and terrified in the Gothic manor, and with the doppelganger/shadow self type person.

Kami is lady-sleuthing, an entirely different kind of heroine. ;) (Though one Gothic novel, The Woman In White, has two heroines: a sleuth and a damsel. That's up next...)

And yay, I am glad you are anticipating...
Jan. 24th, 2012 06:59 pm (UTC)
I love Gothic Tuesdays! Not only are they deliciously fun, they make me more excited for Unspoken (so, they work as promotional material, except that I was always planning to buy the book anyway).

But then 2012 is the year of ALL the books, so I'm just in a constant state of book glee.
Jan. 24th, 2012 07:24 pm (UTC)
Oh wow, Mistress of Mellyn--I checked that out of the library when I was 12. I think it was the first Gothic I ever read.
Jan. 24th, 2012 08:50 pm (UTC)
I had my Gothic binge last year and the year before that... so jealous of everyone who got to have Gothic childhoods!
Jan. 24th, 2012 07:27 pm (UTC)
My Mom has pretty much all the Victoria Holt books, she's still keeping an eye out for the last ones (not that easy to obtain in the Nlds). I must pinch the Mistress of Mellyn off her one of these days :)
Jan. 24th, 2012 07:52 pm (UTC)
Thi sis so cool--I was just reading an essay today about Gothic doubles! The essay was about the old Gothic. But still!
Jan. 24th, 2012 08:51 pm (UTC)
Oooh. Well, there's a lot to be said for the Gothic double--Rebecca and Bertha Rochester work, of course, and it's not like Der Doppelganger is a modern song. ;) So interesting to see how things change and grows!
Jan. 24th, 2012 08:11 pm (UTC)
Oh man-- I used to borrow Victoria Holt ppbks from my grandmother when I was around 11. But then I discovered Mary Stewart (The Moonspinners was first) and never went back. I can't wait to see your write-up on her soon --and can't wait for Unspoken, of course!
Jan. 24th, 2012 09:38 pm (UTC)
Given that I have encountered at least one of my own doppelgangers, and have apparently missed literally half a dozen others by mere moments, I'm really not even sure if I /am/ me or someone else is...
Jan. 24th, 2012 10:03 pm (UTC)
When are you or one of your doppelgangers free, m'lady?
Jan. 24th, 2012 10:24 pm (UTC)
Next week! Thursday! How's Thursday? :)
Jan. 24th, 2012 10:34 pm (UTC)
Thursday's great. ;)
Jan. 24th, 2012 09:40 pm (UTC)
I read that book! I remember reading that book!

...I like your version better.
Jan. 24th, 2012 11:53 pm (UTC)
*swoons over the 'cliff notes'*
Jan. 25th, 2012 12:34 am (UTC)
*dies laughing*

Gods, I used to love Victoria Holt when I was a kid. I'd love to do a re-read, but I'm afraid I won't enjoy them as much as my pre-teen self.
Jan. 25th, 2012 12:37 am (UTC)
I like them as an adult, but I didn't read them as a kid: I know the treasured childhood memories are different...
Jan. 25th, 2012 02:29 am (UTC)
I have to read this now!!
I love the idea of an actually smart and evil female villian as well ^_^

Jan. 25th, 2012 04:48 am (UTC)
Well, one had to wonder why after years of marriage she decided now was the time to bury the dead wife alive: I'm not sure she was the most cunning plotter. But determined...
Jan. 25th, 2012 11:39 am (UTC)
Like so many people here I read Victoria Holt as a teenager, and the books kind of run together for me. I remember one where the previous wife was poisoned - but it turns out (through a hidden diary or something) that it was suicide. The only reason I remember is that it explained why bottles containing poisonous substances have heavily ridged sides, which had never occurred to me before. The other one that sticks out is the one with the scheming, social climing Cornish servant for a heroine, who ends up being punished for being scheming and social climbing. Actually that could be another author, come to think of it.

I am looking forward very much to your Mary Stuart post. Her books (other than Nine Coaches Waiting) are less classic gothic than Victoria Holt's, but there are lots of gothic elements. And of course Touch Not the Cat has the imaginary friend who isn't quite imaginary. So much love for that book.
Jan. 27th, 2012 05:23 pm (UTC)
I truly hated Touch Not the Cat on first hearing about it, because my agent said 'Oh, just like TNTC' when I told her my idea for Unspoken. But then I read it and it was quite different, and I felt much better. ;) Still, the initial horror left its mark, while Nine Coaches Waiting and the Ivy Tree (talk about doppelgangers)... awesome.
Jan. 27th, 2012 11:54 pm (UTC)
Unspoken sounds nothing like Touch Not the Cat or I wouldn't have mentioned it. Touch Not the Cat also has... well not doppelgangers, perhaps, but evil twin and weak twin playing impersonation games.

I have a great love of doppelganger and twin stories. The Ivy Tree made me read The Return of Brat Farrar, because Con cites it as an example of a hoax being described realistically, and working. There is a tv series based on Brat Farrar, but unfortunately they seem to have set it in the 80s rather than late 40s, where I think it would be less convincing. And then there is Martin Guerre of course... fascinating. Oh Armand, you stole someone's life, but I still love you. I gulped down The Lying Game last year (the book, that is), though I seem to have abandoned the tv show. And oh, the Evil Willow episodes of Buffy... *sigh*

By the way, I started watching Revenge on your recommendation, and I'm hooked.
Jan. 28th, 2012 02:50 pm (UTC)
It would be OK to mention it even if it did. ;)

And I know... sad all the boys in TNTC were kind of twerps. Brat Farrar, however, is not a twerp but amazing and adorable and a book crush, though I haven't seem the show. (Is it called the Return of in the US? It's just called Brat Farrar here...)

Also yay! I love Revenge dearly.
Jan. 28th, 2012 03:31 pm (UTC)
Oh, I'm probably getting it mixed up with The Return of Martin Guerre. I haven't read it since highschool which was about... 14 years ago. Wow. Josephine Tey tended to be fine when writing about men, but she doesn't seem to have liked women much. Brat Farrar is gorgeous, though, and as far as I can remember he never ever makes misogynistic pronouncements, unlike Inspector Grant.

On TNTC, is Rob a twerp? I suppose it was not fair of him to wait so long before revealing himself, but I understand his insecurities. I think he's one of Mary Stewart's only heroes who isn't pushy and autocratic. Despite the various titillating bruised wrists and bleeding lips in other books, the only hero who seriously crosses the line for me is Nicholas, from Wildfire at Midnight. He comes accross as nasty and shallow rather than brooding and romantic.
Jan. 28th, 2012 07:05 pm (UTC)
Josephine Tey wrote women very well in Miss Pym Disposes, I thought!

I thought Rob was a twerp, but I have strong feelings about Gothic heroes keeping secrets from ladies because they keep doing it! He did admittedly have better and more innocent reasons than most. I do remember feeling awfully sorry for Raoul...
Jan. 29th, 2012 01:34 am (UTC)
Hmmm... perhaps Josephine Tey just deliberately wrote Grant as a jerk about women. I shall clearly have to reread all her books to test this. I don't think I can forgive Grant for his comment that all tall women are sexually cold, though. Grrr...
Jan. 28th, 2012 12:03 am (UTC)
Wow, this has got to go on my "to read" list. : ) I remember stumbling across the film Rebecca as a child and loving it, I was a strange child. O_o I wonder how I'd feel about it as an adult.
Feb. 5th, 2012 09:16 pm (UTC)
Now I love the book even more. :D
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