Drawing by Anne Brontë
Happy New Year!
Emily entered the room with something wrapped in a serviette, tapping Flossy’s nose to let him know what she thought of his begging.
“It’s warm and smells sweet and of currants.” Anne accepted Emily’s gift. "You’ve made bannocks.”
“It’s New Year’s Eve, after all.”
Read full excerpt from Without the Veil Between
Welcome from DM Denton
A native of Western New York, DM Denton ( Diane M Denton (nee DiGiacomo), finds her voice in poetry and prose, truth and imagination. Through observation and study, inspired by music, art, classic literature, nature, and the contradictions of the creative and human spirit, she loves to wander into the past to discover stories of interest and meaning for the present, writing from her love of language and a fascination with what has been left in the shadows.
Her educational journey took her from a theater and communication major at SUNY Brockport to an English literature and history curriculum at Rosary Hill College (now known as Daemen College), Amherst, NY and Wroxton College, Oxfordshire, England. She stayed in the UK for sixteen years in a yellow-stoned village with thatched cottages, duck pond, and twelfth century church and an abbey turned Jacobean manor house (now Fairleigh Dickinson University Wroxton College), surrounded by the beautiful hills, woods and fields of the Oxfordshire countryside—a life-changing experience that resonates in her personal and professional endeavors to this day.
Always writing and creating, DM Denton’s day jobs have included gardening, retail, administration, and volunteer coordinating at WNED Public Broadcasting. She currently works as clerk for the Zoning and Codes Administration of the small rural Western New York town where she resides in a cozy log cabin along with her mother and a multitude of cats.
DM Denton is also an artist who has illustrated the covers and interiors of her own and others’ books.
Reaching out to the thinker, dreamer & aesthete ...
Life can't ever really defeat a writer who is in love with writing, for life itself is a writer's lover until death - fascinating, cruel, lavish, warm, cold, treacherous, constant.
~ Edna Ferber
My educational journey took me from Theater Arts and Communication at SUNY Brockport, to a History and Literature major at Daemen College (formerly Rosary Hill College) in Amherst, NY; culminating in a dream-fulfilling semester at Wroxton College, England (run by Fairleigh Dickinson University, New Jersey), not far from Stratford Upon Avon, Warwick, Woodstock, Oxford, as well as the picturesque Cotswolds.
Not least because of a fateful encounter, I impetuously remained in Wroxton for sixteen years—a yellow-stoned village with thatched cottages, a duck pond, and twelfth century church and abbey turned Jacobean manor house. I lived, for better or worse, right off the pages of Fielding, the Brontes, Austin, Hardy, DH Lawrence, and even Dickens, surrounded by the beautiful hills, woods and fields of the Oxfordshire countryside, and all kinds of colorful characters. This truly turned out to be a life-changing experience that resonates in my personal and professional endeavors to this day.
I returned to the US in 1990, to a rural area of Western New York State where I reside in a cozy log cabin, with my eighty-something mother and a multitude of cats.
... a novel about the poet and novelist Anne Brontë, youngest sister to Charlotte and Emily Brontë: an intensely researched and sensitively imagined depiction of the youngest and often neglected member of this remarkably talented and complex family.
The Irish novelist George Moore praised Anne's first novel, Agnes Grey, as "the most perfect prose narrative in English letters."
Her second novel, The Tenant of Wildfell Hall, in many ways the most shocking of the Brontë novels, suffered dismissal by early critics and, after Anne's death, Charlotte refused it a second publication, her reason reflected in her preface to the 1850 edition of Wuthering Heights and Agnes Grey.
Charlotte claimed that Anne had made a poor choice of subject in her second novel:
She had, in the course of her life, been called on to contemplate near at hand, and for a long time, the terrible effects of talents misused and faculties abused; hers was a naturally sensitive, reserved and dejected nature; what she saw sank very deeply into her mind: it did her harm. She brooded over it till she believed it to be a duty to reproduce every detail (of course, with fictitious characters, incidents and situations), as a warning to others.
Not long before her death, Anne explained why she wrote it:
I wished to tell the truth, for truth always conveys its own moral to those who are able to receive it.
There is such a thing as looking through a person's eyes into the heart, and learning more of the height, and breadth, and depth of another's soul in one hour than it might take you a lifetime to discover, if he or she were not disposed to reveal it, or if you had not the sense to understand it.
~ Anne Brontë, The Tenant of Wildfell Hall
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