S: The Sea, the Sea (1978)

157 unnumbered chapters, six numbered divisions

CHARACTERS
1,073,289

WORDS
198,994

begun 26 Oct 1976 (IM 57yo, married 20yrs)

 

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To Rosemary Cramp [wiki]

Charles Arrowby, 60something famous actor, retired

Shruff End, his newly acquired home

Mrs Chorney

Mr Arkwright

🐉 sea monster 

👧Lizzie Scherer

Sidney

Peregrine

Fritzie

Wilfred

Rosina Vamburgh

Jeanne

Clement Makin

Gilbert Opian

Nell Pickering, 22yo

James Arrowby, Charles' cousin

Abel and Estelle, James' parents

Ramsdens, their home

Mary Hartley Smith Fitch

Victor and Julia Banstead

Sidney and Rosemary Ashe

Will and Adelaide Boase

takes place May/June

S001: PREHISTORY The sea which lies before me
S002: I had written the above
S003: I spoke of a memoir
S004: Of course there is no need to separate
S005: I might now introduce myself
S006: The above observations have been written

🏊
S007: Another day has passed since I wrote
S008: It is after lunch and I shall now describe
S009: I wonder if I shall ever write
S010: I will now describe the house
S011: The sea is noisier
S012: It is night. Two oil lamps
S013: Two days have passed since I wrote
S014: My paternal grandfather was a market gardener
S015: I was utterly horrified
S016: Another day
S017: 'Mr Arkwright, do you ever see
S018: I think it is not going to be too easy
S019: But to return to myself
S020: Something rather odd and distressing
S021: 'But all your letters are in the dog kennel
S022: I have been sitting for some time in the little red room
S023: I wanted a wife once
S024: I am writing this after dinner
S025: 'Do you know what a poltergeist is
S026: Searching for a place to plant
S027: When I was young I could never decide
S028: Rereading these paragraphs I feel again
S029: 'A man would drown there in a second
S030: I am writing this the next morning
S031: I have been out shopping
S032: It is after lunch
S033: I have been out picking flowers
S034: I reread my pieces
S035: Since I started writing this
S036: Come, Holy Ghost, our souls inspire
S037: Having written this much what can I say
S038: Some time during this period
S039: I ate three oranges at eleven
S040: I have spent the afternoon tidying
S041: I feel calmer now already
S101: ONE I did not look at the crabs
S102: It is now two
S103: Shortly after this
S201: TWO Now in
S202: I woke up
S203: I already had
S204: Nibletts is
S205: The next day before
S206: I waited in the church
S207: Dearest Lizzie
S208: I emerged
S209: I resisted
S301: History THREE 'Every
S302: As I had been
S303: 'Every persisting
S304: When I had finished writing
S305: 'Feeling better?
S306: 'But my dear Charles
S307: There was no fog
S308: I have written this out
S309: The next day I was like
S310: I shall now transcribe
S311: I wrote this letter quickly
S312: I will now describe what happened next
S313: In the first seconds
S401: History FOUR What follows
S402: A little later
S403: I may have described
S404: Of course he had
S405: I was lying in tall
S406: So far so good
S407: The next morning I woke
S408: There followed some
S409: I awoke suddenly
S410: I woke up
S411: The next morning something did
S412: The rest of that day
S413: Towards six-thirty

Whitsunday = late May or early June
S414: The next morning there was
S415: Later on that day
S416: Dear Mr Fitch
S501: History FIVE  The next day
S502: Before I reached
S503: I went away across
S504: There was lunch
S505: And they went on singing
S506: As I am writing
S507: I was lying on my back
S508: I must here record
S509: 'But how on earth
S510: Lizzie, to whom
S511: My assailant was
S512: I had not had
S513: Hartley, dearest
S514: It was the following day
S515: I cannot bear
S601: History SIX It was a short time
S602: During the last days
S603: That day and the next
S604: And so, waiting
S605: I did not open
S606: The next day was simply
S607: I came up as far
S608: So, I had five weeks
S609: I was of course
S610: That evening the clouds
S611: It was now late
S612: I awoke and it was day
S613: When I reached the house
S614: I woke rather late
S615: I must write this
S616: I read the letter though
S617: I woke up and it was
S701: Postscript Life Goes On That no doubt
S702: Another peevish
S703: I suppose I must
S704: I have just found
S705: I saw Lizzie and Gilbert
S706: Am I settling
S707: Last night at a little
S708: A few letters have arrived
S709: I cannot think
S710: Of course this chattering
S711: Gradually autumn
S712: Yes, I wonder
S713: I did not intend
S714: Thinking further
S715: Since writing the above
S716: I have just heard
S717: There have been
S718: The shock of
S719: Peregrine opened
S720: Uncle Abel dancing
S721: My father was
S722: I have just had
S723: James said that
S724: How long I
S725: When did they
S726: Why did I
S727: If this diary
S728: Of course I do not
S729: When did I begin
S730: A busy week
S731: I must speak
S732: I have had
S733: A completely new view
S734: The people from
S735: A letter from Jeanne
S736: I have talked with Lizzie
S737: Last night I dreamt
S738: I have been to
S739: It is very foggy
S740: Took Miss
S741: Decided to release
S742: Yes of course
S743: My God, that bloody

R: Henry and Cato (1976)

begun 17 aug 1974

1st draft finished 2 feb 1975

completed 15 oct 1975 (703 handwritten pages)

subtitle: A Tale of Two Prodigal Sons

She wants to use for the cover a painting belonging to Morton May, which is in a cupboard in the vaults of the Art Museum at St Louis.

78 unnumbered chapters

characters: 772,056
words: 140,489

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IM was 57, married 20 years

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To Stephen Gardiner [wiki] b1924 [more]

 

 

 

 

 

Max Beckmann

 

 

trundle-tailed dog

Titian [R17]

Departure

Stephanie's brooch

kestrel

👨Henry Marshalson, 32yo, art prof, younger son of a wealthy landowner
🏎Sandy Marshalson, Henry's deceased elder brother
👵Gerda Marshalson, their mother
Laxlinden Hall, Marshalson family home
👳Cato Forbes, early thirties, priest
👧Colette Forbes, younger sister of Cato, dropout, loves Henry
👦Joseph 'Beautiful Joe' Beckett, 17yo outlaw, Cato's love
👴Lucius Lamb, poet living at Laxlinden Hall
🏩Stephanie Whitehouse, Sandy's 34yo mistress
Brendan Craddock, Cato's priest/friend, Joe's lover
👴📣John Forbes, Cato and Colette's father
Pennwood, Cato's father's house
 

R00: Part One RITES OF PASSAGE

R01: Cato Forbes had already crossed

R02: At about the hour when Cato Forbes was walking up and down in the mist on Hungerford Bridge, Henry Marshalson was awakening
bird-headed
R03: At about the hour when Cato Forbes was walking to and fro on Hungerford Bridge and Henry Marshalson was awakening from his first sleep on the jumbo jet high above the Atlantic, Gerda Marshalson

R04: An hour later Gerda was still sitting

R05: At about the hour when Cato Forbes was walking to and fro on Hungerford Bridge and Henry Marshalson was awakening from his first sleep on the jumbo jet high above the Atlantic and Gerda Marshalson and Lucius Lamb were in conference

R06: Cato Forbes, hidden underneath a black umbrella, was walking along Ladbroke Grove

R07: Henry Marshalson was standing so still

R08: 'Copper-bottomed?'

R09: 'Lucius, I do wish you wouldn't

R10: Soon thinking about himself

R11: Supposing one lacked the concept of suffering

R12: The chief reason why Hannibal succeeded

R13: The garden was darkening a little

R14: Gerda, standing at the windows

R15: The headlights of the yellow Volvo

R16: It was very dark and muddy in the lane

R17: 'That rich chap—'
Titian
R18: I wonder if Max ever saw that?

R19: Lucius, packing his suitcase, thought

R20: Gerda, looking from the terrace

R21: Henry, who had walked over

R22: Lucius puffed down the stairs with his suitcase

R23: Meanwhile upstairs harlequin Henry

R24: Constant employment was the rule at Pennwood

R25: Safe at home later

R26: John Forbes, going to bed

R27: 'I saw your kestrel again,'

R28: Gerda was standing in the ballroom

R29: Lucius was awake too

R30: 'Did you see any sign of a ring

R31: 'Colette—' 'Oh, Mrs Marshalson—'

R32: 'Oh, I'm so glad. I thought perhaps you wouldn't come

R33: 'I heard from Gerald Dealman,'

R34: Henry was standing on the terrace

R35: My dear Cato, I am sorry you went

R36: Henry was awake in the early morning

R37: 'This is the first time we've ever got drunk together

R38: 'Mother,' said Henry, 'may I introduce my fiancee

R39: Henry skipped along the hall

R40: Cato Forbes, looking around guiltily

R41: Dear Colette, I have got your sweet touching utterly ridiculous and dotty letter

R42: 'Careful,' said Henry, standing back

R43: 'Don't go on about it, Steph

R44: 'Give him his plate, and you go to bed

Part Two THE GREAT TEACHER

R45: 'It's a very little diamond

R46: 'How are you feeling, Father?'

R47: It was dark in the alleyway

R48: Gerda, dressed in her checkered blue and green robe

R49: Henry came through the front door like a whirlwind

R50: The darkness was total

R51: He had been asleep and woke

R52: Dear Henry, They want the rest of the money quick

R53: 'What is it?' said Gerda

R54: Henry was sitting at the big scrubbed kitchen table

R55: Awkwardly, dragging at her hair

R56: 'I've got to sleep,' said Henry

R57: Cato had been jerking the pipe to and fro

R58: The candle was burning on the shelf

R59: Cato had got up and was sitting on the bed

R60: 'By the way, I found those Landseer sketches

R61: 'Hello, Steph, I like your hat.'

R62: About fifteen minutes later Henry, having run

R63: 'I've never known anybody famous,' said Stephanie

R64: Henry rang the bell. A man opened the door.

R65: Twenty minutes later Henry was sitting

R66: 'I've decided to write my autobiography

R67: 'Do you mind if I sit with you, Mother?'

R68: 'Oh stop crying, Colette,' said John Forbes

R69: 'It's all fixed,' said Henry

R70: Henry was sitting on the bed

R71: Gerda, who had heard Henry's rapid descent

R72: Do you consider yourself to be sexually experienced?

R73: 'Your side looks higher, Bellamy

R74: 'Listen to the cuckoo.'

R75: 'Would you like the walnut cake?'

R76: A while later Lucius became conscious

R77: John Forbes was in bed

R78: 'You aren't taking any books?' said Cato.