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Medieval New York

You’ll find medieval-like elements all over New York. Even the top of the Chrysler Building has four gargoyle-like creatures sprouting from its corners. The exterior of the Bedford Hotel though, has beautiful windows that caught my eye, and I’ve noted it as a place to stay someday, should I have occasion to return to New York.

Arched windows of Bedford Hotel

I found a great deal of the true medieval, though, at the Morgan Library and Museum – where we slipped in for a couple of hours on our last day in the city. An illuminated Life of St. Edmund from the Abbey of Bury St. Edmund caught my eye, created in about 1130.

Life of St. Edmund

There was a jeweled cover of the Lindau Gospels from 9thcentury France.

Lindau Gospel

But my favorite was a beautiful little marble statue of the Crowned Virgin from 14th century Spain that beautifully fits my concept of what Emma of Normandy might have looked like.

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Thursday in New York

I’m trying desperately to bring this blog up to date, and so, direct from London, here’s another post about New York City.

Angel in Central Park

A bit of New York trivia which you may find useful some day: It takes rather a long time to walk from 40th Street up Third Ave. to the Central Park entrance at 72nd. Take the subway instead – which we did not. Nevertheless, it was a lovely morning and a lovely walk, even if the return trip was made at something of a run, and the time we spent actually in the park was only about 15 minutes.

Children in Central Park

That was followed by a subway ride to the West Village and a visit to Penguin Group Inc. (Another New York Tip: The way to find your way around Manhattan is an app called HopStop.) As you might imagine, there was a certain amount of the color orange visible in Penguin’s reception area – and not just from the spines of books! Sofas the color of orange sorbet. Also, there were penguins – stuffed, wind-up, statuesque – cavorting on desk tops. And everywhere, everywhere, there were books! After a lunch with my amazing editor…

…I was introduced around the offices, then escorted to the Media Room where my editor donned headphones, ran a white balance, and filmed an interview consisting of me answering the questions that she posed from behind the camera. One day it will appear on Penguin’s website. Stay tuned!

It was the second day in a row that I felt like I was on top of the world.

Viking book covers

My husband and I dined that night at a spot on E. 47thStreet called Maggie’s Place. A pleasant way to spend our last evening in the Big Apple.

Dinner at Maggie’s Place

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Wednesday in New York

New WTC Tower going up.

I’m on the road again, and this past week I made my first trip to New York City as  A Novelist. It was a pretty heady experience. On Wednesday morning I taxied down to Washington Square to have breakfast with my Viking editor and with a wonderful college professor that I had met at the International Congress on Medieval Studies last May. Upon hearing about the upcoming publication of my novel about Emma of Normandy, and learning that I would be in NYC in the fall, Professor Momma had graciously invited me to speak to her Freshman English class titled: The World of Old English Poetry. So, after that lovely breakfast (and I could kick myself for not asking someone to take our photo), we went across the street to NYU, where Penguin editor Emily Baker and I spoke with the students – Emily about publishing and myself about Aethelred and Emma, including reading some excerpts from the book – rather somber excerpts, judging by the look on my face.

In the classroom

The students asked intelligent questions and seemed enthusiastic about the book. A very special thank you gift was a copy of their text book of Old English Poetry, with notes written by students who did not have to scramble to their next class.

My next stop: A classy restaurant on 53rdStreet, where I had lunch with my extraordinary agent and her wonderful assistant.

Lunch at The Modern

We talked shop; we talked New York; we talked London. They made me feel like the world revolved around me. (My husband, poor man, listening later as I rattled on about the lunch, utterly full of myself, must hope this will not happen often.)

Back to lunch: we ordered a single dessert to be split 3 ways, however the management determined otherwise. The waiters appeared at the table with three different, gorgeous desserts. I love New York.

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Late Anglo-Saxon London: Part 1

Although Winchester was the Anglo-Saxon Royal City, by the time of Aethelred II’s reign in the late 10th century, London had become England’s financial and commercial powerhouse. There is so much to write about London that it cannot be done in a single blog post without making a reader’s eyes cross. So this post, and several that follow, will be a mix of journeys into the London that Emma of Normandy would have known in the early-to-mid-11th century. Let’s start with The Wall.

Aethelred’s London was surrounded by a mighty defensive wall that had been built by the Romans in the third century A.D. It was almost ten feet wide at its base, and it was twenty feet high. It had some seventy bastions that could hold catapults, an outer ditch that was six feet deep and, in some places, fifteen feet wide, and it had seven large gates.

Remains of one of the bastions of London’s wall.

Ludgate was on the west near St. Paul’s. The name Lud could be a reference to a pagan King Lud who founded the city before the Romans arrived; or it could derive from Flood or Fleet which enters the Thames to the west of the gate; or it could come from the Old English word hlid, meaning swing, which would translate to postern gate. Take your pick. The next gate is Newgate which led to Silchester. Then Aldersgate, named after a nearby grove, led to the village of Islington. Then we have Cripplegate. The name comes from the Old English word crepel, meaning a narrow passage, and this would indeed, along with Aldersgate, have been a narrower gate than the others. Bishopsgate was built across Ermine Street leading north to York. Aldgate was on the east and its name derived from the word ealth, meaning builder or owner. The last gate, Bridgegate, was on the far end of London Bridge, across the river.

Aldgate, rebuilt in 13th c., drawing from 18th c.

There were several smaller gates through the wall, as well, meant for pedestrian use. One of these was on the eastern portion of the wall close to the River Thames, near where the Tower of London now stands.

The gates were closed at dusk and opened again at sunrise. Each gate would have been a toll point and a checkpoint. The gates themselves would not have been what we think of today as gates, but instead huge, wooden doors. They would have been fortified with a portcullis, and would have looked something like what you can see on the cover of my novel, Shadow on the Crown. Other major towns in 11th century England — Winchester, Canterbury, and Exeter, for example — would have had similar walls and gates.

Churches dedicated to St. Botolph stood just outside Aldgate, Bishopsgate and Aldersgate. St. Botolph was the patron saint of travelers, and one can imagine weary travelers arriving just past twilight, and bedding down in the church precincts until the gates opened in the morning.

Map showing wall, gates and bridge.

London’s waterfront had a wall as well, although by Aethelred’s time it was quite possibly in very poor condition from the action of the Thames’ tidal waters. There were gates here, too, and officials to man them, for this was where merchant ships from far flung ports would unload their cargoes and pay whatever duties were owed to the king. London, within its ancient walls, became a financial powerhouse not through manufacturing, but through trade.

http://barryoneoff.co.uk/html/the_gates.html
Ackroyd, Peter. London: The Biography. Nan A. Talese, 2001.
Vince, Alan. Saxon London. Batsford, 1990.

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Family History – Maybe

The Oxford Dictionary of British Place Names by A. D. Mills is a marvelously helpful book if you’re writing a novel about 11th century England, and even if you aren’t it can be pretty interesting if you’re curious about names.

For example: Want to know what the town of Milton Abbas was called a thousand years ago? It was called Middeltune, from the Old English words middel and tun. It’s a very common name, and means ‘middle farmstead or estate’. The Abbas is Latin for ‘of the abbot’ and refers to the abbey that once stood there. Quite descriptive!

Milton Abbas today. In 1780 the entire village was demolished and rebuilt some distance from its original site. Now it’s considered Britain’s first “planned community”.

Or consider Winchester, which was the royal city of ancient Wessex. It has a completely different kind of etymology. It began as a pre-Celtic name, Ouenta, which possibly meant ‘favored place’.  The Romans Latinized it and called it Venta. When the Anglo-Saxons came in, they called it, Uintancæster, from the Celtic/Roman name but adding the Old English word for a Roman town, ceaster. (The Anglo-Saxons were amazingly skillful at writing simple sounds in the most convoluted way imaginable.) By the time of Domesday Book in 1086 it had been shortened, mercifully, to Wincestre.

Winchester Cathedral, a Norman building that replaced the two Anglo-Saxon Minsters which once stood here.

I’ve found the book useful in trying to decide when to give a town its more modern name or its Anglo-Saxon name in the text of my novel. Only recently did I think to consult it regarding my own name. Well, actually, names.

I already knew that my married name, Bracewell, had British origins. My husband can trace his family back to Lancashire in the 1800’s. We knew there was a hamlet there named Bracewell, although on our first attempt to find it, our GPS refused to co-operate, and we didn’t get there until several years later. When I turned to my trusty Oxford Dictionary I learned that in the Domesday Book it was recorded as Braisuelle. The name is a combination of the Old Scandinavian personal name Breithr and the Old English word wella, and so it means ‘Spring or stream of a man called Breithr’.  Old Scandinavian, eh? That may explain the redheads in the Bracewell clan.

St. Michael’s Church, Bracewell Village, which we finally found in 2019. Numerous Bracewells are buried here.

My maiden name, Leavens, has been spelled any number of ways in documents over the past 300 years, including Levens, Levins, and Levans. My sister, who has been studying the family genealogy, informs me that we can apply for membership to the Mayflower Society via four different ancestors. I was aware of a Levens Village in the Lake District of Britain, but I had never looked it up in my Oxford Dictionary. Upon doing so I discovered that in Domesday it appears as Lefuenes. I had run across this version of Levens before in an unrelated genealogy, and had thought it was Norman French, but no. It is a combination of the Old English personal name Lēofa and the word næss, which apparently means hill: ‘promontory of a man called Lēofa’.

The Elizabethan Hall and garden at Levens (sometimes spelled Leavens). Alas, nary a Levens nor Leavens actually lived here, but I can claim to have toured it twice. It started as a Norman tower which was incorporated into the later manor house. Photo: Wikimedia Commons

So what have I learned? That I might have Anglo-Saxon roots, and that apparently this Anglo-Saxon girl has gone and married a Viking. There was a lot of that going on in the 11th century.

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A Revelation

What I was hoping for in a book cover: Elements of early medieval England, with my heroine, Emma of Normandy, front and center, of course. But given the story that readers will find inside the book, I felt that the cover must evoke something more than time and place. I’m not going to spell it out for you….I’ll let you decide for yourselves what this cover suggests.

And in case you’re wondering….it meets all my hopes and expectations! I’ve downloaded it to my iPhone so I can collar complete strangers and show it off. (It’s called Marketing.)

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Suffering from Research Rapture

Queen Emma

Readers of historical novels are often curious about the research that goes on behind the scenes. After listening to an exerpt from my novel about Emma of Normandy, Shadow on the Crown, a friend asked if I’d researched everything at the beginning or if I was researching as I went along.

The answer to that is, “Both.”

In 2001 I began to read history in preparation for the novel that I thought I might one day write. Over the following four years I studied 11th century Europe in general, read up on England and Normandy in particular, and devoured academic biographies of my major characters. I wanted to learn all that I could about their family histories and the world in which they lived. This was before I even began to think about how the story might take shape.

In 2005 I made some notes about where to begin the book that I had titled Richard’s Daughter, and today, as I re-read that journal entry, I realize how much I had already absorbed about the world that I hoped to bring to life. But I spent two more years researching before I wrote that first sentence, and by then I’d given the book its second title: Royal Hostage.

A few of my books

Since then the research has never stopped. In 2007, with the first half of a rough draft completed, I took a two-week summer course at Downing College, Cambridge, entitled Kings and Vikings: Power, Poetry and Politics in Anglo Saxon England. We were assigned eleven books to read for that class, although now my research titles number well over a hundred.

Cooking hearth at West Stow Village

But I was doing more than reading books and listening to lectures at Cambridge. There were also  trips to the British Museum, to the Anglo-Saxon ship burial at Sutton Hoo, and to the village of West Stow. Many of the objects I saw on those visits found their way into the pages of my novel.

Even before I took the bus from London up to Cambridge I had been in Europe for several weeks, exploring Normandy and the area in southern England that the Anglo-Saxons called Wessex. Because I had determined that in the course of the novel Queen Emma would journey from Winchester to Exeter I had spent weeks at home working out every abbey where she might stop along the way. Of course, I wanted to make that journey for myself, so over the course of two very long days on the road, my husband and I drove the route that I imagined would take Emma several weeks. The abbeys that she would have known were gone, but at every stop there was some remnant of the Anglo-Saxon past that still remained – Shaftesbury Abbey’s herb garden, for example, or the tiny Anglo-Saxon church above Milton Abbas. Sometimes it was just a carved cross or a statue that dated back to the 11thcentury, but there was always something.

English warrior at Hastings. I LOVE this guy!

There were other site visits to make as well – a trip to Normandy to see the abbeys along the Seine, the medieval town of Rouen, and the ruins of the 10th/11th  century ducal palace in the fishing village of Fecamp. A few years later I was back in England, this time to attend the re-enactment of the Battle of Hastings in the south before driving to the far north where, among other things, my husband and I peered at the scarred skeleton of a nineteen-year-old English warrior at the Jorvik Viking Museum.

And always, as I worked my way through the writing of each draft, there were books to read, journals to consult and details that had to be tracked down – everything from how to brew ale to how to care for the sick. (I was able to find the ale instructions on the internet, and the Anglo-Saxon medical reference, Bald’s Leechbook, I snagged through the Berkeley Library.) By the time I wrote the fifth draft of the book, the title had morphed into Shadow on the Crown.

I spend a lot of time looking at maps of 11th century England

Now, although the book is finished, the research continues because I am working feverishly on the sequel. (All right, not this very minute!) Last week I was studying the Anglo-Saxon attitude towards swaddling babies one day, and reading several chapters of Burial in Later Anglo-Saxon England the next, and guess what. It’s been more fun than I could have possibly imagined when I began.

Shadow on the Crown will be released in the U.S. by Viking in February, 2013, and in the U.K. by HarperCollins in June.

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The Early English Palace

I wrote a post in April about English Great Halls, and this week I’ve decided to consider the larger question of English royal palaces in the early medieval period, prior to 1066. It is much more difficult than you might think.

When you see or hear the word “palace” probably something like this immediately pops into your mind.

But this little charmer was built by Ludwig of Bavaria in the 19th century, so forget it. We’re not going there today. We’re considering English royal palaces of the 11th century. Not castles, mind you, which were built for defense, but palaces that were intended specifically as royal residences. They looked more like….well, you know, we really don’t know what they looked like. All we can do is guess.

One of the foremost archeologists in Britain, Martin Biddle, has this to say about the subject:

“In what kind of palace did King Edgar live, who ‘showed by his impressive coronation ceremony at Bath in 973 that he grasped the political value of external magnificence?’ What were the halls and chambers of wood or stone which Asser attributed to Alfred? If the great series of royal churches in Winchester is anything to judge by, the old English royal palace which completed that complex will have been of Carolingian scale and magnificence, and everything in the art and architectural history of Alfred’s time suggests the possibility that actual continental models, Aachen itself perhaps, may have influenced it. But we know nothing concrete.”1

The palace at Winchester has been described as splendid, made of stone with glazed windows, an elaborate residence.  The Anglo Saxons loved display and decoration, so the hall would have featured carved decoration on wood, inside and out. And Professor Biddle has given us a hint that it may have looked something like Charlemagne’s palace at Aachen. Well, there’s nothing left of Charlemagne’s  palace now except for the royal chapel. But archaeologists think it may have looked something like this:

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Ah. Speculation upon hypothesis. Well, let’s run with it because what other choice do we have?

What we see in the Aachen drawing is not one building, but a complex of buildings, connected by covered walkways. This makes a great deal of sense to me, and I especially like the idea of those covered walkways, given the British climate.

John Burke, in his book “Life in the Castle in Medieval England” observes that from Alfred’s time on, the central building of the royal palace would have been the Great Hall where business was conducted and communal feasts held. The hall may have had chambers recessed into its walls and partitioned off for privacy. If the hall had two stories, there would have been a gallery on the second floor where the king could stand above it all and keep a gimlet eye on the activities below. We know, for instance, that such a gallery existed in the Old Minster at Winchester where the king attended Mass in a second story royal box.2

The Great Hall was merely the central building, though. In the Old English poem Beowulf King Hrothgar retires from the great hall to go to his bed. Beowulf himself, a visitor to the palace, was lodged somewhere outside the hall. One imagines separate quarters where guests could sleep, connected to the hall, perhaps, by those covered pathways. And speaking of bedchambers, the royals would have used them for more than just sleeping. The chamber would have been far more complex than today’s bedrooms and more highly populated. The queen’s bedchamber, for example, would have been a place of refuge for the women if things got too rowdy in the hall.3 It’s my belief that the queen might very likely have had her own building in the complex divided into rooms earmarked for different purposes.

There would have been other buildings in the magnificent, urban palace complexes of London, Canterbury and Winchester: kitchens, stables, and a chapel, certainly; possibly weaving sheds, a forge, and an armory as well. At Winchester there was a mill. The rural palaces, like those at Headington, Cookham and Calne, would have had all these things and would have been the focal points of large estates that included entire villages. There were hunting lodges too, where the king and his retinue could enjoy a little recreation and where, apparently, regulations regarding arms were somewhat relaxed. King Edmund the Elder was killed in an altercation with a robber at his hunting lodge at Pucklechurch in 946.

One vexing question that remains is whether the palaces were made of wood or of stone. We can’t say for certain, but it’s likely that both stone and timber were utilized. The hunting lodge at Corfe appears to have been made of stone, and if stone was used for a hunting lodge, surely it would have been appropriate for the more magnificent, urban palaces.

Today, though, nothing remains of the palaces of the early English kings – not even ruins. Granted, there is an image of Edward the Confessor’s palace in the Bayeux Tapestry, but that is probably drawn, not from a familiarity with the actual building, but from “a repertoire of architecture elements typical of contemporary manuscript art.”4

So now these courts are empty,
and the rich vaults of the vermillion roofs
shed their tiles. The ruins toppled to the ground,
broken into rubble, where once many a man
glad-minded, gold-bright, bedecked in splendor,
proud, full of wine, shone in his war-gear,
gazed on treasure, on silver, on sparkling gems,
on wealth, on possessions, on the precious stone,
on this bright capital of a broad kingdom.

From the Old English poem, The Ruin, 8th Century

1 Welch, Martin,  Discovering Anglo-Saxon England, Pennsylvania University Press, 1993.
2  Burke, John,  Life in the Castle in Medieval England, Barnes Noble, 1992.
3  Webb, Diana,  Privacy and Solitude: The Medieval Discovery of Personal Space, Hambledon Continuum, 2007.
Lewis, Michael J., The Real World of the Bayeux Tapestry, The History Press, 2008.

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Cover Stories

I very much doubt that this post will lead me (or you) to any great revelations, nevertheless I have been contemplating book covers lately, trying to determine if there is any trend that I can discern in this second decade of the 21st century. I am sharing with you what I’ve learned, which is: oh my goodness, they’re all over the map!

To begin with, let me limit this discussion to historical fiction and U.S. publishers because if I try to compare U.S. covers to U.K. covers things will get far too complicated. (Oh heck, just for fun, let’s take a look at a couple.)

Death of Kings

U.S.

Death of Kings (UK)

U.K.

U.K.

U.S.

Note how dark and light have been reversed in the Cornwell books (and how the dark is much darker in the U.S. version), and how the U.S. version of “Bodies” focuses on the character of Ann Boleyn while the U.K. version is conceptualizing a metaphor. Fascinating!

Now, down to business. From my admittedly biased point of view, based on a very small sample, I would say that book covers might be trending towards a more spare look. For example…

… compare Diana Gabaldon’s first book with the most recent offering in the Outlander Series.

Or compare Lindsey Davis’s 1997 “The Course of Honour” with her soon to be released title “Master and God”. Much less going on in the more recent covers, don’t you think?

Another thing I see is a move away from the literal towards imagery that captures an idea or evokes a mood. And this is true across all genres, I think. Take a look at one of the “Twilight” covers for a brilliant example of this. The “Twilight” covers are stunning.  Yes, historical novels still have the tried and true: Tudor women in their gorgeous gowns with no heads…

the book covers drawn from classical art…

…covers with evocative landscapes…

or those with figures who face away from the reader.

If historical fiction covers tend to be more traditional-looking and far less edgy than other genres, perhaps it is because it is extremely difficult to look backwards and forwards at the same time. But I also think that historical novels may be trending just slightly more towards the spare than they have in the past, and away from the literal to evoke a mood or an idea. What do you think?

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The International Congress on Medieval Studies

Nearly 600 sessions over four days on All Things Medieval.

My first task: decide which sessions to attend. Not easy. There were one hundred fifty sessions each day divided into three time blocks, which meant that three times a day I had to choose one session from the fifty being offered at that hour.

I was tempted by enchanting titles like “The Medievalism of J.K. Rowling’s Harry Potter Novels” and “The Hobbit on Its Seventy-Fifth Anniversary.” But I didn’t give in! I stayed focused and went instead to “Pre-Dante Visions of the Afterlife” and “Queenship, Reputation and Gendered Power.” I took copious notes!

Once I worked out my daily schedule there was the little matter of getting from one session to the next in the time allotted. The campus of Western Michigan University is beautiful, laid out along two hills with a valley in between. The conference utilizes 6 buildings, three on each hill. It’s rare to have back-to-back sessions in the same building or even on the same hill, so there’s plenty of walking in between sessions, which helps to offset the effects of the soft ice cream in the cafeteria that is so popular at lunch and dinner. The weather was lovely and so the walks between sessions were pleasant. I even had a little time to commune with some of the natives.

In the late afternoons the exhibitors, the universities and the organizations represented at the conference held receptions – half a dozen at once. More decisions to make. One day I made my way to the Manuscript Library Reception far across campus because I had yet to see the university library which turned out to be quite beautiful and well worth the hike.

And I had to make time, in between sessions, receptions, lunches and dinners, for the Exhibit Hall. Yes, one can find some fun displays here, but mostly there are books. New books, old books, used books, expensive books and some (not many) that can be had for a song. I bought two new imprints on Norse Mythology and although it looks amazing, I resisted ordering the brand new “Encylopedia of Medieval Dress and Textiles of the British Isles” weighing in at $275.

This was my third year at the Congress, and I was still working hard at meeting people. I spoke with men and women from France, Norway, Ireland, England, Germany, Canada, and from all over the U.S. One lunchtime I picked up a couple of Vikings. I knew they were Vikings because of their long hair tied back at the neck and their full beards (although, honestly, most male Medievalists at Kalamazoo – even dressed in suits and ties – have facial hair of some kind or other). But these guys each had the word VIKING scrawled across their name tags. Dead giveaway. They were Viking Age Specialists, one in metal, the other in glass, and over lunch I gleaned some terrific, detailed information about glass beads and Viking Age archaeology. After lunch we attended a session on Practical Insights into the Medieval Long Sword. Of course.

Kazoo Books, bless them, sponsored a lunchtime discussion for authors and readers of medieval historical fiction – a first at Kalamazoo – and I had the opportunity to join Candace Robb (aka Emma Campion), Grace Tiffany and other writers in talking about our books and, among other things, how we go about researching them. Academics, of course, would want to know about THAT! It was a wonderful hour-long session and one that I hope will be repeated in 2013.

So, from “Revenants, Ghosts, and Trolls” to “The Archaeology of the British Isles and Denmark,” not to mention a very helpful bit of one-on-one coaching on how to go about writing a realistic battle scene, this was a successful and satisfying 2012 Medieval Congress.

For more about the Congress, check out Medievalists.net

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