What Mary Stewart Means To Me

It was the egret, flying out of the lemon-grove that started it.

This single sentence, the opening line from The Moonspinners, sums up what Mary Stewart means to me. The to-die-for sense of place expressed in just a few skilful words. The delicious hint of adventure and romance. The promise of a glorious few hours, curled up with one of my favourite authors, oblivious to the outside world. I read Mary Stewart's books over and over again, and every time, I'm transported to that precious state where nothing else matters except what I am reading.

Mary Stewart wrote romantic suspense before the genre had a name. To me as a teenager her books were adventure mixed with love and sprinkled with humour and I didn't see how the combination could possibly be bettered. (This also held true for Georgette Heyer whom I discovered at roughly the same time.) Even now, I have only to think of any Mary Stewart book and I am there. The novels come as a whole package: sights, sounds, smells. To add to the immediacy, all but one are written in the first person, so when I experience the narrative, I do so from within the heroine's skin.

My first Mary Stewart novel was Airs Above the Ground. I read it at age 12 or 13 and was hooked by her style and her voice. My all-time favourite is Touch Not the Cat, an unashamed love story with a paranormal thread. But it is her Hellenic books - This Rough Magic (1964), The Moonspinners (1962) and My Brother Michael (1959) - that captured my heart all those years ago and caused me to fall in love both with her and with Greece.

Nowadays, of course, everyone has been on holiday abroad, but at that time affordable foreign travel was in its infancy so the authors writing about Provence or Morocco or the many regions of Greece were opening their readers' eyes to a whole new world. Certainly that was how it worked for me. This Rough Magic is set on Corfu, The Moonspinners is based in Crete and My Brother Michael - perhaps the most starkly beautiful of all her books - takes place near Delphi in mainland Greece. In it the hero says, "Everyone has two countries: his own - and Greece", and such is Mary Stewart's skill that that is exactly how I felt on reading the books, despite never having been there. A lot later I went to Greece myself and felt at home from the moment of getting off the plane; the warm air, the bright curiosity of strangers, the terrain, the voices - it was all so much as I expected that I ached with the joy of being there.

The majority of Mary Stewart's romantic suspense novels can be loosely described as the story of a young woman stumbling on adventure and finding romance along the way. The landscape, whether at home or abroad, is always part of the story. I love the way she arranges darkness and humour, description and dialogue, passion and the commonplace, into a perfect whole. Light reading these books may be, but she isn't afraid of strong emotion: Nine Coaches Waiting, for example, contains some heartbreaking moments of self-sacrifice.

It is My Brother Michael that moved me the most, however. Pure chance causes Camilla Haven to deliver a hire car to Simon Lester, who is in Delphi to discover the truth about his brother Michael's death towards the end of World War II. Mary Stewart described the book as her love affair with Greece. Her affection and respect for the country and its people shines through and imprints itself indelibly on the consciousness. That was the first point. The second was that My Brother Michael introduced me to John Donne. What a thing to do to an impressionable teenager besotted with words and their rhythms! In particular Mary Stewart quotes Donne's 'No man is an island' passage and uses it to describe the hero. And he is the final reason that I fell in love with this book. Simon Lester. He is tough, fanciable, understated - and cares deeply. He is 'involved in mankind' as a matter of course. The sort of man a girl yearns to know is out there. The sort who spoils her for all others. Aragorn for the modern world.

Whether I would feel the same way now on finding Mary Stewart for the first time I don't know. I always think we are shaped by our reading, so I am the person I am because of discovering her in my teens. The fact remains that for me she has that rare gift - page-turning quality by the bagful. The best thing about being so familiar with her books is that now I can take my time enjoying each page without the what-happens-next need to rush on.

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The blog post above was one I contributed to Norman Geras's wonderfully wide ranging NORMBLOG. Many thanks to Adele Geras for agreeing to my republishing it here.

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I was incredibly sad to learn this week of Mary Stewart's death. As this post shows, I owe her a great deal, which is one reason that I dedicated FAIRLIGHTS to her. The other reason, of course, is simply that her writing is quite, quite awesome.
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Fairlights!

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My new book - FAIRLIGHTS - is up on Amazon.

This is my Mary Stewart book. I first discovered romantic suspense in her pages, as indeed did everyone else at the time, and I fell in love with her power of description from the first sentence. FAIRLIGHTS is dedicated to her, for the many happy hours she has given me.

FAIRLIGHTS is set on the west Cumbrian coast. It's full of stormy seas, family friction, an old house and a gorgeous, enigmatic hero. And a heroine who doesn't realise she has a problem until it dawns on her that she is missing a chunk of memory.

It's a short novel - 32Kwords - but fully formed. And it has the most gorgeous cover from the very talented Jane Dixon Smith.

[FAIRLIGHTS was first published in a very much abridged form in Woman's Weekly in 2012. It has been so lovely to flesh it out to the size it was always meant to be.]
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Fairlights - the final episode

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The fourth and final part of Fairlights is out now, in which the Fairlight once more comes into its own.

Before it can do so, however, Sorcha has to face every single one of her nightmares. And even then, it may not be quite enough to avert tragedy.

Happy reading...
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Fairlights - part three...

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Third part of Fairlights is in this week's issue of Woman's Weekly.

 In this episode, we find out some of what happened in the space where Sorcha's memory has gone missing. She also finds a set of accounts of the Fairlight (the beacon on top of the pele tower) which raise more questions than they solve.

Only one more episode to go now.
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Fairlights - part two

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Today's Woman's Weekly contains the second part of Fairlights (I know! Where did the week go?).

In this episode it becomes apparent that something is very, very wrong with Sorcha's memory.

Warning: contains open spiral staircase
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Fairlights!

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My new serial starts today in Woman's Weekly (12th February issue). It is set in a house on a cliff above a fishing village.

Sorcha Ravell's family has lived at Fairlights for generations - now Sorcha is moving back to turn it into a boutique hotel.

But when she gets there, all is not quite as she remembers...

My thanks go to artist Jane Human who has created Fairlights exactly as I imagined it. I was just SO thrilled when I opened my copy this morning and saw the artwork for the first time.
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'Fairlights' teaser

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Where does the time go? I've been struggling with a cold, but even so...

This is just a small teaser for next month's serial, to start in Woman's Weekly in the February 12th issue. It is the gatehouse at Roche Abbey and through that (mercifully locked) door is the most terrifying spiral staircase I've ever seen.

You can find out how I wove it into Fairlights next month...
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