Friday, January 30, 2015
Anthony Trollope in 2015
I have been so looking forward to the bicentennial of Anthony Trollope's birth this year. I know that the Trollope Society - which I keep meaning to join - is planning some events. Closer to home, I am excited about two reading events hosted by fellow bloggers. One of the great joys for me in blogging has been connecting with other Trollope readers. Audrey is hosting a year-long read through the Barsetshire series, which I will join in April (after the TBR Dare ends), just in time for Barchester Towers and Mrs. Proudie. That will tie in with the celebration of his birth on April 24th, for which Karen is planning a month-long party.
Looking at my own shelves, I have 13 books of his, still unread. (Fourteen if you count Vol. II of North America, which I couldn't leave on the shelf even though there was no Vol I; I have yet to find a copy). I also have two biographies, The Chronicler of Barsetshire, by R.H. Super, and Trollope, An Illustrated Biography, by C.P. Snow. Audrey and JoAnn are currently reading Victoria Glendinning's biography, which makes me want to read it again myself.
I think that I will celebrate one of my favorite authors by reading something of his each month this year. There will be some re-reading, I know, with Audrey's Barsetshire plan. I've been wanting to read Doctor Thorne and Framley Parsonage again, and I feel I should give Lily and The Small House at Allington another try. But I would also like to read from the TBR shelves. To that end, I've started with Marion Fay, one of Trollope's last novels, published just six months before his death in 1882. It reminds me a little of The Duke's Children (and reading about that book in the Oxford Reader's Companion to Trollope has made me want to take it down off the shelf). The young Lord Hampstead at the center of this story is a delight, at least so far - though his stepmother, the haughty Marchioness of Kingsbury, keeps thinking what a better marquis her own son Frederic would make.