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
Writing is both mask and unveiling.
Find out the reason that commands you to write; see whether it has spread its roots into the very depths of your heart; confess to yourself you would have to die if you were forbidden to write.
~ Rainer Marie Rilke
Did you know?
Anne is the only Brontë not buried in Haworth and the family vault beneath St. Michael and All Angels church. She was laid to rest in Scarborough where she died, in St Mary's churchyard, beneath the castle walls, overlooking the bay.
Drawing by Anne Brontë
Welcome from DM Denton
My full name is Diane M Denton (nee DiGiacomo), a native of Western New York. As an author and artist, I find my voice in poetry and prose, in silence and retreat, in truth and imagination. Through observation and study, inspired by music, art, nature and the contradictions of the creative spirit, I love to wander into the past to discover stories of interest and meaning for the present, writing from my love of language and the belief that what is left unsaid is the most affecting of all.
My writing life began as a child retreating into stories and poems. Early on I developed an interest in history, while my participation in and appreciation of music was encouraged through memories shared about my maternal grandmother, who was a concert pianist and monologue entertainer known throughout Chicago in the 1920s and 1930s. My early pursuits also included drawing and painting—and acting, which I eventually gave up, admitting that my inclination for drama was better written than acted out, my imagination more consistent than my courage.
y 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.
Currently working on...
... 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.
Here are some more of Anne Brontë's own words about writing, life, love, faith, and more ...
Haworth Parsonage, painted after a visit in the 1970s
by DM Denton©