Chief Genius Tallii, the Marquis of Douro, Lord Charles Wellesley, Currer Bell, and Charlotte Nicholls. Fictional characters, pseudonyms, writers, nobility, supernatural being, and the married name of my favourite author of all time. These five names are linked by the one and only Charlotte Brontë who would have been celebrating her 202nd birthday this week.... Continue Reading →
Over the years my obsession with the Brontës has caused me to devour the sisters' entire adult canon in addition to numerous surviving works belonging to Charlotte and Branwell's Glass Town/Angrian saga. I even completed my MA dissertation on their childhood fantasy world. My Brontë mania has also caused me to seek out Brontë inspired... Continue Reading →
Stick with me on this one guys; this is a post about the Brontës and their animals, but also one which discusses the love I have for my own rescue dog, and the happiness he has brought to us over the years, in addition to his love of Haworth! Seven years ago today, an unloved,... Continue Reading →
A few days ago I did something that has defeated me for almost three decades: I finally finished reading Agnes Grey by Anne Brontë. Alright, I'm exaggerating slightly; I'm on the cusp of turning 30 and therefore haven't been trying to read Anne's novel for my entire life, but I have spent a good decade (at least) trying to finish it. It only took me two sittings this time. Along with Charlotte Brontë's Shirley, it was never top of my list, but as a devoted Brontëite, I felt ashamed that I'd never made it all the way through Anne's pioneering, unflinching, feminist novel
Although there are hundreds of poets that I could choose to specifically honour this World Poetry Day, with some of my favourites being the Williams Shakespeare and Blake, Emily Brontë, and Sylvia Plath, the honour instead falls to the mad, bad, and dangerous to know, (thanks, Caroline Lamb), Branwell Brontë. Yes, I'm choosing to honour the work of the "disgraced" Brontë over that of his sisters.
"Haworth Churchyard" is a poem by Matthew Arnold which first appeared in Fraser's Magazine in May 1855, less than two months after the death of the last living Brontë sibling, Charlotte. It is a piece that until very recently I was unfamiliar with despite my mania for all things Brontë, and is a worthy addition to my... Continue Reading →
The Politics of Verdopolis is an 1833 manuscript written by Patrick Branwell Brontë, better known as Branwell Brontë. For many decades, Branwell has been seen predominantly as the ne'er do well, lazy, drunken brother of the Brontë sisters who caused his family much pain, sorrow, and embarrassment. Whilst I don't doubt the latter part of that statement, to doubt Branwell's creativity and talent is to misunderstand the lone Brontë brother, and to fail to appreciate his role in stimulating his sisters' own talents from an early age.
Week eight was my final week as an intern in the Special Collections department of Liverpool Hope University's Sheppard-Worlock library and it proved to be very different from previous weeks. I had spent the last seven weeks researching, cataloguing, and compiling a database of rare material for the university's History undergraduates to use in their... Continue Reading →
Week six of my internship in the Special Collections department at Liverpool Hope University's Sheppard-Worlock library brought both change and familiarity. Week seven brought restraint and arguably a premature end to the project. With just a week left, and despite the hundreds of catalogued and uncatalogued volumes waiting to be entered into the History database... Continue Reading →