Mark Valentine
CONTINUED FROM HERE: https://dflewisreviews.wordpress.com/2022/04/11/this-world-and-that-other/
SAROB PRESS 2022
A book pre-ordered a month or two ago.
Novellas separately by John Howard and Mark Valentine.
My previous reviews of these authors: https://dflewisreviews.wordpress.com/john-howard-mark-valentine/ and of this publisher: https://dflewisreviews.wordpress.com/sarob-press/
When I read this book, my thoughts will appear in the comment stream below…
ARMED FOR A DAY OF GLORY
by Mark Valentine
Read up to 2nd * in I
A matchlessly Valentinal, charmingly witty and astute, seemingly mid twentieth century (or earlier) start to this work where two gentlemanly gentlemen, one the narrator, the other Alban Talmadge, plan to go on holiday by what they usually do, sticking a pin in something at random (as I once did to Clun, Salop, for my honeymoon in 1970). Here, Talmadge’s job in a published weather magazine and the letters he gets about weather phenomena represent, as it were, the hat from which they pull their destination. This start — that also involves backstory reincarnations, even Merlin et al — incredibly seems so far to resonate with my concurrent review of the Weathermakers in the Son of Williams’ book ‘Queen of Clouds’ (here), a book that at times significantly resonated with the John Howard work that preceded the Valentine one in this Sarob book!
Read up to the end of I
The country flowing by in a charmingly described journey of the two men on a railway’s branch line into the Malvern Hills, as if the countryside “…actually did ripple, as though it might have been a vast vivid green banner stirred by the wind.” And this work is unmissable vintage Valentine with idiosyncratic characters, say, a reference to an artist who perpetrates cubist pictures of fireworks, and such as their landlady Kate in a house called Kites who sells almost prehensile kites with painted faces, a concept inadvertently worthy of the ‘conscious winds’ in the, by chance, concurrent Queen of Clouds? A mention of the East Wind later with the pronoun of ‘he’ seems to help this comparison. And a character who mystically believes in the Otherworldly et al, in the house with breathtaking roofwork and tower but equally ‘brooding’ as it’s breathtaking, I guess, a broodingness as indicated in the randomly chosen weather report they are following for their holiday. They naturally wonder if there are any wind dials on the roof, whatever any “fissure in the immaculate façade” of its owner, and his aspersions as to a stolen book. Much else in addition for me to report in this work, given sufficient breath to report it to you and your patience in reading more than is good for you about this Valentine work before you read it for yourself! So, I’ll try to be more abstemious in the future. No spoilers yet, I assure you.
Cross-referenced with THE ARGONAUTS OF THE AIR by H.G. Wells: https://elizabethbowensite.wordpress.com/2022/04/26/penguin-books-of-british-short-stories-2/#comment-1616
II
“Then in the stifling air of that day I nevertheless felt a distinct brittleness, as if a sharp fissure had cracked open all in the moment.”
More example precincts of brooding weather as if each betokens a pent up storm storm in the small areas of various places, each broodingness accompanied by a theft. Interesting detective work by the narrator as Talmadge switches magazines to a Merlin Almanac which event I initially thought was a plot’s screech of brakes to renew itself into something quite other, until I realised that we were not finished with the initial plot at all! Various characters, even camels, continue in this engaging mystery of a tale worthy of inclusion in the type of magazine that Talmadge might one day feel able to edit assuming, as I perhaps mistakenly do, that he would be highly adept in publishing such readable fictions as this one.