Guest blogger - Linda Newbery on Monica Edwards

Linda Newbery,  Carnegie Medal nominee for The Shell HouseSisterland, At the Firefly Gate, silver medal winner, Nestlé Children's Book Prize for Catcall, and Costa Children’s Book winner of 2006 for Set in Stone, is today's guest blogger.  Linda was a fan of the Romney Marsh and Punchbowl Farm books of Monica Edwards, and this piece, which first appeared in The Martello Magazine in 2007, explains why. 


I can say without doubt that Monica Edwards made me want to be a writer from an early age.    

Wish for a Pony was my first encounter, at the age of eight.   There’s something special about the books we love as children, something I don’t think we can experience as adults.  I read and re-read Wish for a Pony so many times that I could recite chunks now, smell the paper, and see the Anne Bullen illustrations.  I virtually inhabited Westling; wanted Tamzin and Rissa for my friends and Jim Decks to confide in.  At that age I was taken with the wish-fulfilment of the plot, but what has lingered most is the warmth and solidity of the characters and the setting.




No Mistaking Corker came next; then Armada paperbacks appeared, and I was delighted to discover how many books there were; I felt they’d been written just for me.  I was addicted, buying Armadas, requesting hardbacks from the library, growing up with Tamzin and Lindsey.  Punchbowl Midnight and The Spirit of Punchbowl Farm were my favourites, together with Hidden in a Dream.  I pored over the maps; identified strongly with Lindsey (more than with Tamzin; I wasn’t brave or beautiful enough, and would certainly never have attracted a Meryon); agonized with her over the fate of the yew tree, the dehorning of cattle, the shooting of deer.   Monica Edwards was a pioneer environmentalist, writing about such things as the capture of dolphins, the destruction of habitats and the oiling of seabirds long before these were the familiar topics they are now.   Elaine, the main character in my first published book, Run with the Hare, who becomes involved in an animal rights group, surely owes something to Lindsey.  (And I couldn’t resist using the name Tamsin – with this more common spelling – for the heroine of A Fear of Heights.)

From the age of ten I was trying to write novels, hiding them in my wardrobe.    Of course, I wanted to be Monica Edwards; later, other writers exerted their influence.  But what has always stayed with me is her evocation of place.   I knew Romney Marsh and Punchbowl Farm in all seasons and all weathers; I saw them with Monica Edwards’ painterly eye.  This sense of place is important to my own books.   I don’t write series fiction, but several of my novels (The Shell House, Set in Stone, The Sandfather, Nevermore – well, nearly all of them) have started with a particular place and atmosphere.   Like Monica Edwards, I want to take my readers there, make the places real in their imaginations.   Most are set in the countryside, several featuring a central character who has moved there from town or city.   

I met Monica Edwards through an act of what now seems colossal cheek.   Returning from a Sussex holiday, I made my parents take me to Punchbowl Farm, overruling their protests that it was just a place in a story.   I marched up to the kitchen door and was astonished when Monica Edwards herself opened it.  She didn’t mind us arriving on her doorstep.   She spent two or more hours with us, inviting us into that kitchen, taking us down to the woods, showing us the badger setts.  She was the first author I’d met, and I couldn’t believe that she was so ordinary and so friendly.




I’m sorry that I didn’t send her one of my books before it was too late, thanking her for my enormous enjoyment of her work, and for making me a writer.  I know now how much it would mean to me if I could be someone else’s Monica Edwards.   Maybe …


You can find more information on Linda Newbery on her website, and more information on the books she's written which involve horses here


Comments

GillyF said…
I'm a kindred spirit! As a child I devoured all the Armada books that had anything to do with horses - but the Monica Edwards books were my absolute favourites. She didn't just tell stories, she made characters real, she brought places to life, she created worlds that you desperately wanted to be a part of.
I'm massively jealous that you met Monica - but really delighted that she was as nice as you'd hoped. I hate it when dreams are shattered!
Sharon Eggleton said…
How fabulous that you met Monica Edwards, and lovely that she was as nice as we all imagine her to be. Monica's books were my childhood companions, and in middle age I have returned to them with such joy. The fact that they still sell so well and are being reprinted is a testament to her talent for storytelling and fantastic characterisation. Punchbowl Farm was my dream home and whether the books took part there or in Sussex I wanted to be there and inhabit that world.
Cate Harris said…
I also adored Monica Edwards' stories - as much as Arthur Ransome's. And her wonderful talents played a big part in me ending up writing for a living. Thanks for the post.

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