#anthony trollope
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werewolfetone · 3 months ago
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Obviously this is just because of how alphabetisation works but I'm kind of obsessed with the progression of the first 3 works on this particular wikipedia list. if you liked: 'thriller film as gaeilige' and 'wish fulfilment revenge film' you should try: 'out of print seven billion page long extremely convoluted victorian ""romance"" novel centring around a ye olde nepo baby being tormented by a rich milf written by a man who would have spontaneously combusted had any of his work ever seen a proper editor'
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hypergraphiacreads · 4 months ago
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howifeltabouthim · 2 years ago
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When I saw him the other night he was just as handsome as ever;—the same look, half wild and half tame, like an animal you cannot catch, but which you think would love you so if you could catch him.
Anthony Trollope, from Can You Forgive Her?
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fictionadventurer · 13 days ago
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Trollope telling us "the character found out Dickens wrote a novel about their situation" might be one of the funniest plot points I've come across in classic literature.
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bethanydelleman · 1 year ago
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In one of my most popular posts, I pointed out that Jane Austen and Charlotte Brontë's writing styles don't have a ton in common, despite being constantly recommended to Austen fans looking for further reading.
Anthony Trollope is another name I hear frequently as similar to Austen. And let me say now.
No. Stop it.
I read his most famous and popular novel, Barchester Towers. The whole time I had this vibe, though I couldn't exactly find a quote to support it, that this author did not really respect women. The main hero is explicitly said to treat women like children. A main plot is about a bishop being hen-pecked (controlled by his wife). Another main plot is a woman who is a heartless, magical siren.
Well then the vibe stopped being a vibe (woman is ivy, man is tower):
When the ivy has found its tower, when the delicate creeper has found its strong wall, we know how the parasite plants grow and prosper. They were not created to stretch forth their branches alone, and endure without protection the summer's sun and the winter's storm. Alone they but spread themselves on the ground and cower unseen in the dingy shade. But when they have found their firm supporters, how wonderful is their beauty; how all-pervading and victorious! What is the turret without its ivy, or the high garden wall without the jasmine which gives it its beauty and fragrance? The hedge without the honeysuckle is but a hedge.
Yeah, I want to vomit. Women are a parasitic vine that cannot grow properly without a man? Fuck you, Anthony Trollop.
And why in the world would anyone compare this author to Austen?
Before someone fights me:
Yes, I realize that an author from 1857 might have unfortunate views about women. I'm not an idiot. I choose to read those who don't.
Yes, I know I only read one novel. I'm not going further because that was enough for me. I also wasn't very fond of his writing style besides the misogyny.
The main problem here is the comparison to Jane Austen, not Anthony Trollope himself. I didn't find them comparable at all besides being British and the presence of clergymen. If you love Trollope, this is not an attack on you personally.
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ijustkindalikebooks · 4 months ago
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currently reading.
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antowilly · 4 months ago
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El libro que me estoy leyendo tiene en la portada la catedral que estoy visitando.
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biboocat · 11 months ago
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The Last Chronicle of Barset by Anthony Trollope (1866)
The Last Chronicle of Barset, 1866
I loved Trollope’s flowing prose and his remarkable ability to sustain interest from start to finish of this nearly 900 page book. The story is generally serious, but there are hilarious parts such as the rapacious socialite Miss Demolines and Archdeacon Grantly’s fixation with foxes. 😁 On a personal note, I admired the elegant forms of social decorum and manners extant among gentle Victorian society, and as someone who still enjoys sending and receiving handwritten letters, I loved the importance of letters and calling cards throughout the novel. I was also glad to discover that Trollope’s depiction of his numerous ecclesiastical characters was purely sociological rather than transcendental, so the story is designed to be appreciated on a purely secular basis without regard to religious belief. The story centers around a legal scandal involving a rural clergyman, Mr. Josiah Crawley, the perpetual curate of Hogglestock. The scandal has far reaching implications, not only for the indicted clergyman and his parish, but also for the diocese’s politics, his family, and family allies. We see how differently members of society react to the scandal and how divisions of class, wealth, and religious sectarianism affect perceptions and actions towards Mr. Crawley. On the positive side, the novel shows us examples of great personal integrity, courage, and generosity in the face of crisis and uncertainty. These acts of quiet heroism and goodness soar above our quotidian acts of compromise, cowardice, and self interest and inspire us all. It’s a wonderfully humane novel that I highly recommend.
Memorable excerpts:
Mr. Crawley belonged to the other party, and Mrs. Proudie was a thorough going partisan. I know a man, – an excellent fellow, who, being himself a strong politician, constantly expresses a belief that all politicians opposed to him are thieves, child murderers, parricides, lovers of incest, demons upon the Earth. He is a strong partisan, but not, I think, so strong as Mrs. Proudie.
I always button up my pocket when I hear of scruples, the Archdeacon said.
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em-sars · 11 months ago
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As an admirer of 19th century English literature, I am loving the increased usage of Intentional Capitalization that I have been seeing in more and more fanfics. I love both writing and reading a strong 3rd person narrator. There is something so pleasing about a non player who relays the events accurately but with a clear Tone that teeters on Opinion.
Some of my favorite examples of Strong and Intentional omniscient (or nearly-omniscient?) narration:
A Series of Unfortunate Events by Lemony Snicket is perhaps the series of books that shaped my love of interesting narration first and best, and is to this day my favorite series of all time. In terms of narration, the style is so distinct that it is maintained even after we remove the character of Lemony Snicket from within the book. His style still reeks of Very Frequent Detours and Vaugely Flexible Definitions that taught me so much so young.
Antony Trollope is a classic example of a strong 3rd person narrator. He excels in the arena of Intentional Capitalization. I am of the opinion (and here I pause to call upon the review by Julian Fellows in the opening of his tv adaptation of the novel which backs me up) that Doctor Thorne has some of the best moments.
Of Austen's books, I find P&P to be the one most riddled with moments of Tone. Probably because she liked to tortue poor Darcy more than the other Heroines. (Yes, Heroine, not Hero. I have decided the distinction is not based on Gender, but on Role.) Like Trollope and Snicket, Austen seamlessly merges humor into her (sometimes long) narrator monologues.
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evelynwaughblack · 8 days ago
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jocrude · 11 months ago
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OK hot take: When you talk about "national literary canons" or whatever, Britain's is BY FAR the most overrated out of any nation except maybe Germany. Dickens, Trollope, the Bronte sisters, could never fucking stand any of them. I'd say my list of best literary canons by nation would be something like:
America
Russia
Persia
And then Britain is somewhere between Antarctica and Hell.
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werewolfetone · 6 months ago
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I love it when words shift meaning over time
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existentialcowboy · 4 months ago
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howifeltabouthim · 2 years ago
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Come to me . . . and comfort me. Come to me, for I want you sorely.
Anthony Trollope, from Can You Forgive Her?
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fictionadventurer · 1 year ago
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I've tried reading Trollope before and it hasn't gone well. "Christmas at Thompson Hall" was pretty eh. I bounced hard off of Rachel Ray and The Warden. The man uses so many words to say not much at all, and it was just way too much effort for something that wasn't grabbing my interest.
Then for Victober, I let myself listen to this Tips for Reading Trollope video. Apparently, the magic word to get me interested was "politics". Also, "he's really good at plot." Love me some politics, and good plotting is a rare skill. I wasn't going to join in the group read (still don't plan to keep up with it), but this inspired me to dig into the first few chapters of The Way We Live Now, and it's going much better so far.
Which surprises me. The video explains that the two types of books Trollope does are "shorter straightforward one-plotline character studies" and "sprawling and complicated ensemble cast with interweaving plotlines". If you'd asked me, I'd have said I'd go for the shorter, simpler story, no question. The Austen-like country family stories. But Trollope's not Austen, so maybe it makes sense that I have more fun watching him tell the kind of stories Austen doesn't tell. The wordy style seems less like teeth-pulling when I know this is just one plotline of many--I can just skim over the top and get the general gist because there's a lot more to get to.
Also, the politics. Usually I like the simple sweet stories about good-hearted people, but every so often I go feral for stories about insane horrible petty people doing crazy things. This is reminding me of all the insane Civil War politics I loved reading about. But it's in England and we're getting the financial world involved, so you've got all the social class stuff making things even crazier. We've got some decent people and some horrible people and they've all got wild plans and major blind spots, and it doesn't matter if the POV characters aren't good or likable because we've got so many people and plotlines. The fun is not necessarily in rooting for anyone, but in watching how all the pieces interact.
Again, there is zero way I'm going to finish this in any kind of timely manner (and I'm not letting myself read much more this month), but it was a fun start, and it's nice to know I might be able to get along with one of the major Victorian authors I'd been missing out on.
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bethanydelleman · 1 year ago
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The baby was really delightful; he took his food with a will, struck out his toes merrily whenever his legs were uncovered, and did not have fits. These are supposed to be the strongest points of baby perfection, and in all these our baby excelled.
Barchester Towers, Anthony Trollope
This does sound like a most excellent baby. 10/10
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