ext_151480 ([identity profile] elizahonig.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trennels2006-04-18 12:14 pm

Finding Antonia

DandyinChina mentioned, on a thread over at *Esther's Term,* final chapter, that A. Forest is completely obscure in Germany but a friend whose literary tastes she liked had recommended her. I wondered how everyone else found Antonia, who isn't blazingly famous (as she deserves to be) even in the English-speaking world. Certainly I have never met a single American who has read her works, except people to whom I recommended them.

Here's my story. I was in London in 1971, aged 12, with my parents. They deposited me at Foyles for, as I recall, several hours, while they did other business in town. They said that I could choose five books. I had a long time to consider, and chose Ruth Arthur's *A Candle in her Room,* Brian Fairfax-Lucy and Philippa Peirce's *The Children of the House,* Norah Lofts's *The Story of Maude Reede*, and Antonia Forest's *End of Term*. (I'm forgetting the fifth, but it was good too.) There was a list in the Forest book of all her other works, and over the following years my father would order them from Foyles as my Christmas presents. I found the last ones when I was travelling in England myself, some years later. Now I have a complete set in America (including *Thursday Kidnapping* and the Elizabethan books) and about 1/2 of another set at my Amsterdam apartment, just in case I need a fix while I'm there.

I am proud to have once introduced a scholarly art history article (published in French, Flemish, and English) with a quotation from *Autumn Term,* the one where Tim compares her father and Mrs. Todd as a person who paints vs. a merely "artistic" person. That's why I was so pleased to see him "live" in *Esther's Term.*

Any other stories? Or was Antonia Forest a quite obvious choice for everybody else?

[identity profile] ankaret.livejournal.com 2006-04-19 08:03 am (UTC)(link)
Ah. And why it's a minor disaster that Ginty gets dollied out, her presumably being more athletic than the stolid likes of Emma. Thank you.

I am now going to see whether a description of how to play cricket whilst travelling by reading from some printed material and having each letter mean a certain thing, that I've got in an old Eagle Annual of my Dad's, makes any more sense than it did.

On subject of knowing other people who read AF, I actually ended up sharing a bathroom at university with another girl who had. We used to wander round Clifton asking each other questions about the Marlowverse. Unfortunately it all fell over a bit due to a squabble about second-year housing, but I still wonder if I'm ever going to run into her again through AF fandom...