So, in case you didn’t know, @owl-by-night has written a lovely WWII AU that is fabulous and amazing. And in case you also didn’t know, I happen to love the Johns to distraction and they are so sweet and heartbreaking in Owl’s story. Those two combined led to write a poem for Owl about the Johns story line in her work.
I thought I should finally upload all of this! Finished and everything!
I did comic book covers for the awesome book “Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell” by Susanna Clarke for a school project. I wanted to bend type with graphic art. Unfortunately, there is currently no such thing as a Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell comic! Though it would be awesome wouldn’t it?
could someone tell me what all the fuss about childermass? I do not get this guy other than he leans on things and he gets frustrated with Mr. Norrell when Mr.Norrell does not tell him anything despite the fact he worked for him for 16 years.
one would think Mr. Norrell would say some secrets to the guy who worked for him for 16 years. like really…
When he awoke it was dawn. Or something like dawn. The light was
watery, dim and incomparably sad. Vast, grey, gloomy hills rose up all
around them and in between the hills there was a wide expanse of black
bog. Stephen had never seen a landscape so calculated to reduce the
onlooker to utter despair in an instant.
“This is one of your kingdoms, I suppose, sir?” he said.
“My kingdoms?” exclaimed the gentleman in surprize. “Oh, no! This is
Oh, how I enjoy the Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell tag…
The quotations, the reviews, the art, the analyses, the BBC updates…
I’ve read some truly great insights on several characters, most notably Stephen Black. Some find him to be a brilliant dissection of how p.o.c. were treated (and still are) – while others take offense at his relative powerlessness as a character. It’s fascinating stuff, and I love reading every bit of it.
But what I don’t love is the universal hatred of Mr. Gilbert Norrell. Granted, I understand this hatred – and in some regards, I very much agree. Throughout the book, Norrell does some odious things, and he holds some nasty, elitist opinions. At his worst, he’s a controlling, selfish old miser.
He is not, however, the one-dimensional jerk whom so many make him out to be. He is not so unsympathetic that no contemporary reader can relate to him.
You see, I am Mr. Norrell – or rather, I see much of myself in him.
It may be a bit presumptuous of me to say so, but I feel as though I know from experience how certain sides of Mr. Norrell can be grossly misunderstood. So many Norrell-centric moments in the book parallel moments in my life, and feelings that I’ve felt.
Mr. Norrell is:
Solitary and introverted by nature
Unused to accommodating the needs of others
Unable to articulate his emotions without great difficulty
Happiest and most confident when immersed in his interests, or in situations that involve the skills required by those interests
Sometimes very lonely, but far too proud to admit it
All of the above are so true of myself that – silly as it is to admit it – I feel a little offended when readers dismiss Norrell so flippantly.
I’d like to write a full character analysis with the actual text in front of me. I’m probably going to do so soon, and I’d really appreciate some feedback from my fellow subjects of John Uskglass.
For now, though, let it suffice to say that there are real Mr. Norrells in the world – Norrells who aren’t just stodgy old white men.