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#HistFicThursdays - Lost Landscapes - Ravenser Odd

 Be honest, who does not  love the stories of Atlantis or Brigadoon or any other disappearing and disappeared world? World mysteries have always fascinated me, wondering what people imagined from these lost communities and - even more so - what they wanted them to be and represent. The Destruction of Ravenser Odd I stumbled across the history of Ravenser Odd entirely by chance. But what a chance! Here was a setting for a story, one which was almost Biblical in its existence and destruction. Unlike Dunwich, which gradually succumbed to the sea, Ravenser Odd was swallowed in a very short space of time, the final straw coming in The Great Drowning of Men  on Saint Marcellus' Day 1362. As well as this, the town was in the Humber, an area with which I was very familiar, having lived in Barrow-upon-Humber for ten years and being an alumnus of Hull University. Could there be a better setting for a historical fiction tale which was to be laced with horror? Well, I didn't think so. The

#HistFicThursdays - A Little Horror!

I know we’re nowhere near Halloween but, let’s be honest, every season is spooky season if you want it to be! So, I’m going to share some thoughts about one of my favourite genres to read and write: Gothic Horror.


I first discovered it as a genre when I was a teenager being taught at home. Every week, Dad would take me and my sister to the local library and we would pick a book or two to read. One week, I picked an abridged version of Dracula. I loved it so much that I immediately graduated onto the full version, before moving on to The Complete Works of Edgar Allan Poe.

There was something about these stories which completely immersed my imagination, and I think it was how setting is always an extra character in them. I read a piece a couple of weeks ago which was labelled as Gothic, but the setting wasn’t right. It didn’t jump out as one of the characters in the book which was twisting and turning as much as any of the humans (or not-quite-humans!)

Whitby is rightly proud of its connection with Dracula, but there is only a part of the book which is set there. Still, the ruins of the abbey always evoke that sense of the vampire, especially when it is pictured against the backdrop of the sea and sky at one of the liminal points of the day.


What does it evoke in your imagination?
 

When I write Gothic Horror, the setting is always of the utmost importance. In fact, I usually have the setting before I have the main characters. In The Devil’s Servant (published by Quill & Crow in their anthology, Ravens & Roses: A Women’s Gothic Anthology), the main character immediately celebrates the lively setting of the Crystal Palace:

“There is something of writing about those days which evokes memory in each one of my senses: neither sight nor sound more permeating than the recollection of the scent of so many people thronging together to ogle and admire the vision which was the Great Exhibition, or the taste of food snatched when possible between meetings with one genius or another.”

However, as the story moves on, it takes the reader to Broughley Abbey, an altogether less ‘modern’ place. This is why many writers (including me!) still opt to set their Gothic Horror stories in the Victorian era, because it was a time when modern and ancient were meeting in the everyday. Just like Whitby Abbey at sunset, the 19th century was a liminal point in history for this reason.

By way of comparison to the Crystal Palace, here is a description of Broughley Abbey:

“I took in the magnificent view of the house and the haunting ruins of the abbey in the grounds, and I wondered that Giles spent so little time in such a place. Indeed, my imaginings led me to lose track of time, and I hurried back to the house as dusk was beginning to fall around me and the sky was becoming busy with a host of bats whisking their way over my head.”

Notice the darker undertones and the setting of the house at dusk as the narrator views it alone? It could not be any more different from the Great Exhibition. I’m not even sorry for engaging the age-old trope of bats representing darkness. There are some things which are just too Gothic to be omitted!

 

Broughley Abbey has its own stories, which appear in many of my books, although The Devil’s Servant is still the only one which is currently Out There. However, other places which I have enjoyed creating include Hedgwick Grange (The Lady Who Dances in the Ashes published by Sley House Publishing in Tales of Sley House 2022); Stretton Hall and Raighvan Park (The Grey Lady); and Priest’s Acre (Death at Priest’s Acre).

I love naming them: once they have a name, they become real, three-dimensional places which I can see and explore in my mind. I know where the ghosts are hiding, where the skeletons are buried, and I also know there are still secrets for me and my readers to discover.

 

I hope this little blog has given you some food for thought about the importance of setting in Gothic Horror. Feel free to send me any suggestions for reading, and of course I would encourage you to explore the two stories I have mentioned as being Out There!

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