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Truly Exquisite! How Jilly Cooper Revolutionized the Literary Landscape – A Single Racy Novel at a Time
Jilly Cooper, who passed away unexpectedly at the 88 years old, racked up sales of eleven million volumes of her many grand books over her half-century literary career. Cherished by all discerning readers over a certain age (mid-forties), she was brought to a new generation last year with the TV adaptation of Rivals.
The Beloved Series
Longtime readers would have preferred to view the Rutshire chronicles in chronological order: commencing with Riders, first published in 1985, in which Rupert Campbell-Black, cad, philanderer, equestrian, is debuts. But that’s a sidebar – what was remarkable about watching Rivals as a complete series was how well Cooper’s universe had stood the test of time. The chronicles distilled the 1980s: the power dressing and bubble skirts; the fixation on status; the upper class disdaining the Technicolored nouveau riche, both dismissing everyone else while they snipped about how warm their bubbly was; the gender dynamics, with inappropriate behavior and misconduct so commonplace they were virtually figures in their own right, a pair you could trust to advance the story.
While Cooper might have inhabited this era fully, she was never the proverbial fish not noticing the ocean because it’s everywhere. She had a humanity and an keen insight that you might not expect from listening to her speak. Every character, from the canine to the equine to her parents to her international student's relative, was always “completely delightful” – unless, that is, they were “completely exquisite”. People got assaulted and worse in Cooper’s work, but that was never condoned – it’s astonishing how tolerated it is in many far more literary books of the era.
Class and Character
She was well-to-do, which for all intents and purposes meant that her dad had to hold down a job, but she’d have characterized the social classes more by their values. The middle-class people anxiously contemplated about every little detail, all the time – what others might think, primarily – and the elite didn’t care a … well “stuff”. She was spicy, at times very much, but her prose was never vulgar.
She’d recount her family life in idyllic language: “Daddy went to the war and Mom was deeply concerned”. They were both absolutely stunning, involved in a eternal partnership, and this Cooper replicated in her own marriage, to a businessman of military histories, Leo Cooper. She was 24, he was 27, the union wasn’t perfect (he was a unfaithful type), but she was never less than comfortable giving people the formula for a blissful partnership, which is creaking bed springs but (big reveal), they’re squeaking with all the laughter. He didn't read her books – he picked up Prudence once, when he had influenza, and said it made him feel unwell. She didn’t mind, and said it was returned: she wouldn’t be seen dead reading battle accounts.
Forever keep a notebook – it’s very challenging, when you’re twenty-five, to recollect what twenty-four felt like
Initial Novels
Prudence (the late 70s) was the fifth book in the Romance novels, which began with Emily in the mid-70s. If you discovered Cooper from the later works, having commenced in her later universe, the initial books, also known as “the novels named after upper-class women” – also Bella and Harriet – were near misses, every protagonist feeling like a trial version for Campbell-Black, every heroine a little bit insipid. Plus, page for page (I can't verify statistically), there was less sex in them. They were a bit uptight on matters of propriety, women always being anxious that men would think they’re loose, men saying batshit things about why they favored virgins (similarly, apparently, as a genuine guy always wants to be the primary to break a tin of instant coffee). I don’t know if I’d suggest reading these books at a formative age. I thought for a while that that’s what affluent individuals actually believed.
They were, however, extremely tightly written, effective romances, which is much harder than it appears. You lived Harriet’s unplanned pregnancy, Bella’s annoying relatives, Emily’s Scottish isolation – Cooper could guide you from an hopeless moment to a jackpot of the heart, and you could not ever, even in the beginning, identify how she managed it. At one moment you’d be smiling at her highly specific depictions of the bed linen, the next you’d have emotional response and no idea how they got there.
Writing Wisdom
Asked how to be a novelist, Cooper frequently advised the sort of advice that Ernest Hemingway would have said, if he could have been bothered to guide a beginner: utilize all all of your faculties, say how things smelled and looked and audible and tactile and tasted – it really lifts the writing. But perhaps more practical was: “Always keep a notebook – it’s very difficult, when you’re 25, to remember what age 24 felt like.” That’s one of the initial observations you notice, in the longer, densely peopled books, which have numerous female leads rather than just one, all with extremely posh names, unless they’re from the US, in which case they’re called a simple moniker. Even an age difference of a few years, between two sisters, between a gentleman and a woman, you can detect in the dialogue.
The Lost Manuscript
The historical account of Riders was so pitch-perfectly typical of the author it couldn't possibly have been real, except it definitely is true because a major newspaper published a notice about it at the time: she wrote the whole manuscript in 1970, prior to the Romances, brought it into the city center and misplaced it on a vehicle. Some texture has been purposely excluded of this anecdote – what, for instance, was so important in the urban area that you would abandon the sole version of your manuscript on a train, which is not that unlike abandoning your infant on a railway? Certainly an rendezvous, but what kind?
Cooper was inclined to embellish her own messiness and ineptitude
Margaret Houston
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