Posts Tagged ‘Jane Austen Sequels’

I came across a blog post the other day where the author had some feelings of discontent about the genre in which I write myself – that of Jane Austen sequels – she even had particular advice for myself, Diana Birchall and Helen Halstead. I’ll post it below so you can read it for yourself. I have a lot of sympathy with the writer of the post who obviously doesn’t like any tampering with Jane’s novels and thinks it’s all gone a little too far. At one time I would never have considered reading a sequel to Jane Austen’s novels and I must admit I didn’t read any until I wanted to write one of my own. I have read a couple and one or two ‘spin-offs’ if you’d like to call them that, but my own preference is for the originals like most people. I don’t read them mostly because I don’t want to be influenced by other’s writing – there are a few I know I would really enjoy – likewise there are some I would avoid. But this is the point – no one has to read them if they do not wish to, but some people get a lot of enjoyment and entertainment from reading sequels. I have received lovely letters from people who have enjoyed my books, and I can’t tell you the thrill I get when someone says they have loved my writing.
The writers I know (and I don’t know many very well) who write sequels started their journeys because of their love of their favourite author Jane Austen. In my case it was a creative response to her work – my first book Effusions came out of my own need to discover a Jane I felt was not being recognised at the time. I wanted to find the young girl who had written First Impressions, danced and flirted at Balls, and who had sat down and made a conscious decision to be a writer. I re-discovered my love of writing – I’ve always written for pleasure, but having children and being a busy Mum put a stop to that for a while. Like many others, I wondered what happened to Elizabeth after she married and sighed at the fact that Jane only wrote six novels. I wanted to write a book – something I hoped would be light-hearted and humorous. The idea of having it published did not occur to me at first, nor the thought of making money for such a venture. I wrote Lydia Bennet’s Story five years before I had it published. I’ve only just allowed myself to write a sequel with Elizabeth and Darcy as the main characters. I hate the expression ‘jumping on the bandwagon’ which is used so lightly in consideration of writers who have wanted to write sequels as if million dollar deals were our sole aim or even a reality. Believe me, they are not for most of us – if making money had been my sole aim I would have had a better chance continuing with my teaching career. I write sequels because I can’t help myself – I love Jane Austen’s writing. I couldn’t hope to emulate her in a million years but that doesn’t stop me wanting to try. I don’t think I own her characters or think that I can write in her style, but I do want to learn from her writing – she is the best writing teacher, I think. I’m not sure how many more I’m going to write, if any. I have a hankering to write something entirely my own.
The fact is that Jane didn’t write enough books to satisfy our needs. Whilst I would never assume that I can fill that void in any way, I’ve written my books for people who want to read more about the Jane Austen characters we all love.
Would Jane Austen be flattered that her work inspires so many? I hope so! Thank you Jane Austen for all the pleasure your books have given me. You truly are an inspiration!

Below follows the blog post with Diana Birchall’s wickedly funny response!

Leave Auntie Jane Alone
2009 JULY 17
by Kathleen

Enough with “The Pemberly Chronicles.” Enough with “Darcyland.” Enough with “Mr. Darcy’s Daughters.” And PLEASE, ENOUGH with the [insert Austen Title] and Zombies/Sea Monsters/Vampires.

First, let me begin by saying that no contemporary author has enough experience with Georgian English and 18th century colloquialisms to write a novel in an authentic Austen voice. Look, I have a Jane Austen quote mug (which I bought in Bath, thank you very much) and a Jane Austen Guide to Romance (which is really just a clever way of marketing an anthology of character analysis essays, I swear), I’ve seen (regrettably) “the Jane Austen Book Club” and I own a cinematic adaptation of every novel, but that’s where I draw the line. I go to Austen for the happy endings, sure, but it is a truth universally acknowledged that I also go to Austen for the language and the satire.

Stop with the sequels. If Jane wanted a sequel to Pride and Prejudice, she could have easily riddled it off. I’m sure she was asked to write her own “Pemberly Chronicles.” Diana Birchell, Jane Odiwe, Helen Halstead — Elizabeth Bennet is not your character to play with.

Last but not least, if you’re going to turn an Austen into a Sci-Fi novel, please assign your monsters appropriately. Sea Monsters would be much better supporting characters in Persuasion. I mean, common.

2009 JULY 29
Diana Birchall
Birchall: Hey, Odiwe, check dis out! Here’s a lady who says she reads Jane Austen for the Satire and Language!

Odiwe: You kidding me, right? What the hell she wanna do dat for? She want to ruin some good Sex and Shopping novels?

Halstead: (Gently) I think she is objecting to our rape of Lizzy Bennet.

Odiwe: (Confused) No way! I did Lydia. Never laid a finger on Lizzy in my life! Though I do paint her a lot.

Birchall: And I wrote “Mrs. Elton in America.” Surely the divine Mrs. E. is fair game.

Halstead: You’d think. And our books don’t have a zombie in sight!

Birchall: Too true, damn it. Hey, did you know that zombie guy got a million bucks advance, and his book is Number Three on the New York Times Best Seller List? Jeez, I wish I’d thought of dat gimmick. I still have to work for a living.

Odiwe: I think this chick is confusing us with Amanda Grange, who’s done a Vampyre sequel.

Halstead: What’s wrong wid vampyres! Fine tradition of ‘em, going back to Signore Polidori.

Birchall: This lady don’t know from tradition. Well, I’m sorry. When I wrote Mrs. Darcy’s Dilemma back in 1994 I didn’t know what I was starting.

Odiwe: Really, Diana. You didn’t write the first Pride and Prejudice sequel. What about Pemberley Shades back in the 1940s?

Birchall: Oh, I know. The title of first sequel goes to Jane Austen’s own niece, Catherine Hubback, in the 1850s. She’s the one to blame for the wholesale hijacking and rape to which this elegant young lady objects. And the family *did* blame her. Mostly because she thought of it before they did, I suspect.

Halstead: Gee, Diana, you sound awful eddicated.

Birchall: Don’t worry, I ain’t. I only went to CCNY back in the ’70s. I ain’t Accomplished or none of that stuff. You know how in the present day young ladies are so accomplished. They even got Masters Degrees now.

Odiwe: Bet you can catch a high class husband wid one of those.

Birchall: Of course, I *have* studied Georgian English for thirty years. And I *can* spell Chronicles.

Halstead: Yeah, tell that to the Marines, you superior cow. You know, I think this lady ought to be defending Emma, not Lizzy.

Birchall: Why? Because she seems to have a tendency to think a little too well of herself? Meow.

Halstead: You said it, not me. Say, speaking of Emma, did you see this guy just wrote a gay sequel? He’s taken Jane Fairfax and made her James Fairfax. Pretty slick, huh?

Odiwe: (enviously) Think he’ll make a million?

Birchall: Nah. The real money’s in vampires. I work for a film studio, ya know, and you hear it from the horse’s mouth (an elegant phrase, akin to “Keep your breath to cool your porridge”). Those things sell!

Halstead: Well, what’s keeping us, then? “Only a sequel” – only a novel which pays homage to the finest authors, in the best chosen language.

Birchall: You illiterate cow yerself, what you talking about? You wouldn’t know fine language if it hit you in the mouf.

Halstead: Hey, Birchall, it’s you what made Mr. Darcy middle aged and bald!

Odiwe: Can that noise, willya? I’m trying to read Jane Austen here.

(Apologies to my sister sequelists, who had nothing to do with this bit of sickness and wickedness)

2009 JULY 29
Diana Birchall
You are a good sport, Kathleen! And I actually agree with you more than not. My own anti-zombie rave is here, though you do have to scroll through a mess of cats to get to it:



2009 JULY 29
How could I not be a good sport when so humorously reprimanded by the subject of my post herself! I’m flattered (sort of?)… I was trying to compose an equally funny response, but i’ll bite my tongue… for now

while I may be less inclined to pick up “Darcy’s Dilemma,” I’ve already put in an order for “Onoto Watanna”

thanks for reading!

2009 JULY 30
Jane Odiwe
I’m really pleased to see you have a good sense of humour – I dared Diana to post it! I’ll be honest, I never read any sequels and secretly despised the idea until I did my own. I’m not sure I still approve really, but I am compelled to write them – for my own pleasure – if others like or not like to read them that’s all well and good. I will put my hands up at this point and say although up until now I have only written about Lydia Bennet and Marianne Dashwood, I’m afraid to say I have just written a book about – wait for it – Elizabeth Bennet/Darcy, and of course, Mr Darcy, though I promise there are no vampires, zombies or anything else of that ilk in its content. And Diana is quite right, I do paint a lot of pictures of Elizabeth too for my sins.
Anyway, you are a good sport Kathleen. Diana is so funny and has such a wicked sense of humour, I’m sure you’ll agree!

2009 JULY 30
Diana Birchall
Kathleen – You judge aright. Onoto Watanna is truly an interesting woman and phenomenon, culturally and biographically. Much more substance than a sequel. I have done with writing sequels, and I do apologize for my spleen, which comes from frustration at the publishing market. (”Take care, Lizzy, that speech savours strongly of disappointment!”) You’re a class act and I invite you to make all the fun of me you choose!

Best regards,


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I’m at the editing stage of my latest work in progress. Surely this has to be the most trying and difficult part of writing a book. It’s when I feel I’m completely on my own – and I feel a little bit lonely. I start to read it through, feel quite pleased with how it’s all going, and then the doubts start to creep in. That part doesn’t feel quite right – I remember when I was writing it that I thought I’d written something memorable, but no, it’s reading like a pile of pants as my youngest might say. OK, I think that’s better – then the next chapter doesn’t seem to work. Lizzy, would you really have said that? And Darcy, have I painted you a little too grave? Time for a coffee, I think, and didn’t I promise to phone someone? I waste an hour or two with important jobs that I convince myself couldn’t possibly be done at any other time before I sit down to work again. I’m in a ruthless mood! I start slashing away cutting out large chunks of text, hours of work that once seemed so right. There’s something wrong with the timeline and I suddenly realise that one event couldn’t possibly have happened. What I thought was careful planning and plotting has gone completely awry! This is when I start to write lists going over and over my notes and wondering how I’m going to resolve everything. It’s all going so horribly wrong. Back to the typescript – oh yes, I like this part, I’m happy, not even a pen mark on the next twenty pages. And, I wouldn’t admit it to everybody, but I actually laugh out loud at that bit – yes, I’m on a roll!!! Reward myself with a fat bar of chocolate. So the first hurdles were just a blip, I think, until I come to a bit of sticky re-writing that I just don’t want to do. Hold my head in my hands. The sun’s over the yard arm – a glass of wine will help, I’m positive – mmm, yes, lovely, things definitely don’t seem quite as bad now. I’ve done it at last, I’m satisfied it says what I want, but then, is it now too long? Could I cut it back a little? I’m reading again, nearly there, just another fifty pages and I’m finished – well, before I bring it out and start all over again!

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Book Review from the Jane Austen Society of North America – Kelly M. McDonald

Lydia Bennet’s Story was reviewed alongside Carrie Bebris’ novel, The Matters at Mansfield so I’ve extracted the relevant parts of the review which concern my book.

A good opening line can instantly vitalize a novel…Jane Odiwe sets her scene exceedingly well: “The true misfortune, which besets any young lady destined for fortune and favour, is to find that she has been born into an unsuitable family.” The two books share many characteristics: they grab the reader from the beginning; sustain momentum; and present work of talented authors. They likewise extract from Austen two bad boys everyone loves to hate,…and pivot their denouements upon ill-advised marriages, for ultimately these men stray from the fold.

Blending narrative with diary extracts, Jane Odiwe presents Lydia in all her giddy, officer-hungry glory. Odiwe’s subtle and pointed conveyance of a character’s manners or foibles in a few words is a delight – an example, Lydia’s asides concerning her mother. While burning an unwanted gift from a potential lover, Lydia comments, “It caught the attention of my mother who is generally not so observant but she has a suspicious nature.” Mrs Bennet is seen only through Lydia’s eyes, and this manner of characterization is Odiwe’s asset, especially when dealing with the popular Darcys and Bingleys. She paints the two couples very lightly, and thereby avoids upsetting the reverence they generate in many Austen fans. Lydia Bennet’s Story stands on its own, though the action and characters from P&P are utilized as needed, usually via a few deft references.

Lydia’s time in Brighton, among the uniforms she so adores, comprises the early section of the novel; by mid-point she and Wickham have been discovered by Darcy and are wed, though happiness is definitely not on the horizon. Wickham is already on the outlook for his next conquest, and the diary device allows revelations of Lydia’s more secret traits. Concerning her move to Newcastle, the new Mrs. Wickham discloses, “What I would really like is a house on the higher slopes of town whre the wealthy are settling, not timbered lodgings in the old part of town.” One spouse with a roving eye, the other with illusions of grandeur, spells trouble.

Readers who wish for a little sensuality in their Austen might welcome Lydia’s gentle trysts, though one might expect a bit more effort on Mr. Wickham’s part for this overt cad to have won his Lydia. His real competition comes from the Rev. Alexander Fitzalan, brother of Lydia’s friend Isabella. This pair undeniably forms the romantic center of the novel. Readers will stay up late in order to finish Lydia Bennet’s Story quickly and leave well pleased with a nice narrative.


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