LOCUS FOCUS: Take Seven!
This being the last Saturday I can submit a Locus Focus to the month-long Jane in June
Nevertheless, next week will be all about the sixth book that is up for grabs--my favourite of the whole lot and so the one I'm most excited about. It's not over yet!!!
by Jane Austen
The night was stormy; the wind had been rising at intervals the whole afternoon; and by the time the party broke up, it blew and rained violently. Catherine, as she crossed the hall, listened to the tempest with sensations of awe; and when she heard it rage round the corner of the ancient building, and close with sudden fury a distant door, felt for the first time that she was really in an Abbey. Yes, they were characteristic sounds: they brought to her recollection a countless variety of dreadful situations and horrid scenes, which such buildings had witnessed and such storms ushered in; and most heartily did she rejoice in the happier circumstances attending her entrance within walls so solemn!
Don't we all have a dream setting? A place where, if we could only reach it, we'd certainly be perfectly happy? But dream settings, personal "genres," and our own characters do not always line up to give us our ideal happy ending.
Northanger Abbey seems to be just that for young, impressionable, imaginative Catherine Morland, whose favourite books in the world are Gothic novels. She is certain that such a home must hide dark secrets waiting for her to uncover them and house villains who would do innocent young women harm.
Well, she's sort of right about the dark secrets and the villains--but not about the genre of her story. A few days ago, I revisited the self-aware 90s Slasher Scream and nodded sagely at the line, "Life is like a movie . . . only you can't pick your genre." But while the film's heroine is distressed to learn that she is living in a Horror movie, Catherine Morland would seemingly like nothing more than to wake up in a Gothic novel. And what is a Gothic novel without a suitably spooky setting?
Her passion for ancient edifices was next in degree to her passion for Henry Tilney, and castles and abbeys made usually the charm of those reveries which his image did not fill. To see and explore either the ramparts and the keep of one, or the cloisters of the other, had been for many weeks a darling wish, though to be more than the visitor of an hour had seemed too nearly impossible for desire; and yet this was to happen. With all the chances against her of house, hall, place, park, court and cottage, Northanger turned up an abbey, and she was to be its inhabitant. Its long, damp passages, its narrow cells and ruined chapel were to be within her daily reach, and she could not entirely subdue the hope of some traditional legends, some awful memorials of an injured and ill-fated nun.
And Catherine does have a few little adventures during her stay at the Abbey. Or rather, she tries to have some. In her bedroom, she notices a huge and heavy chest tucked away in a shadowy recess and immediately investigates its rather prosaic contents. Later, as an atmospheric (Ha!) storm rages outside the Abbey, a looming, black cabinet catches her attention--and just as she has uncovered the old and mysterious document inside it, her candle goes out and leaves her in darkness! But it is the story of the sudden death of a former Abbey inhabitant, the wife of the overbearing General Tilney, which really grabs her imagination, and she starts to hunt for evidence that he either murdered her or faked her death and is keeping her a prisoner in one of the Abbey's many rooms. (?!?!?!?!)
What more could a lover of Gothic novels ask for, right? But Catherine needs to learn that real life--or at least her life--is not Gothic; and what better place to drive home the point than a pleasant, almost prosaic house that just happens to have been an abbey?
Now, it's not such a bad thing to wake up and find oneself in a Novel of Manners (especially one written by Jane Austen). This one, in particular, being about the interplay of setting, genre and character, carries a strong moral element for its heroine--and for all readers with dream settings of their own. And therefore, once Catherine learns this lesson, she is rewarded with a perfectly good happy ending! Northanger Abbey might be all thunder and no thrills, but the primary object of her passion, Henry Tilney, proves himself gold.
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EDIT: Below are quick links to this week's set of Locus Focus entries.
Pearls Cast before a McPig, Cherry Valley (The Brothers Lionheart by Astrid Lindgren)
Birdie's Nest, The bishop's tomb at St. Praxed's ("The Bishop Orders His Tomb at St. Praxed's" by Robert Browning)
Image Source: Northanger Abbey by Jane Austen