Friday 16 January 2015

Last night I dreamed I went to Manderley….

Last night I dreamed I went to Manderley….

Famous opening words of a novel which although it is not great literature, has a resonance for me and I’m sure for others who write romance. 

Daphne Due Maurier’s Rebecca has a haunting theme... the death of a beautiful woman and her influence on the lives of those who come after her.  The narrator of the novel is the second wife, of Maxim De Winter an English gentleman. A quiet shy rather plain girl of modest background, who marries him when she meets him abroad and finds that she is in competition with his first wife, the beautiful voluptuous and mysterious Rebecca.  She doesn’t fit in to his country home, Manderley and she feels that everyone there remembers the first wife and that she cannot compare favourably to this beautiful and dead woman.  She becomes unsure of her husband’s love

Du Maurier used the device of having her narrate the story but not giving her a first name, in order to emphasise how shy and unconfident and shadowy her heroine felt and how she changed later in the book. 

Rebecca is a romance which begins with a wedding, so that the heroine an hero are married very early in the story, rather than working their way towards love, understanding and marriage. They marry and then the heroine finds that she and her husband don seem to understand each other and she begins to doubt herself and him.  She is hurt by what seems like his indifference.  He begins to question her love when she is too shy and unsure to reach out to him. 

After a terrible misunderstanding which drives the young Mrs De Winter into despair, the mystery is finally solved.  She learns how her predecessor died and she realises that her husband never loved his first wife. As a writer, I am intrigued by the nature of the misunderstanding and the way that the climax plays out, with the heroine assuming a much more dominant role when she learns about the truth of her husbands’ first marriage