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Ivy Compton-Burnett (1884–1969)

Author of A House and Its Head

25 Works 2,386 Members 45 Reviews 13 Favorited

About the Author

Ivy Compton-Burnett was born in Pinner, Middlesex, England on June 5, 1884. She studied classics at Royal Holloway College, London University, where she graduated in 1906. After publishing her first novel, Dolores, in 1911 she went on to become a prolific writer. Her other works include Pastors and show more Masters, Brothers and Sisters, Men and Wives, The Mighty and Their Fall, More Women Than Men, A House and Its Head, Manservant and Maidservant, and Two Worlds and Their Ways. In 1956, she won the James-Tait Black Memorial Award for Fiction for Mother and Son. In 1967, she was made a Dame Commander of the Order of the British Empire. She died on August 27, 1969. (Bowker Author Biography) show less
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Works by Ivy Compton-Burnett

A House and Its Head (1935) 396 copies
Manservant and Maidservant (1947) 385 copies
A Family and a Fortune (1939) 140 copies
The Present and the Past (1953) 140 copies
Pastors and Masters (1925) 122 copies
Parents and Children (1941) 120 copies
A God and His Gifts (1963) 116 copies
A Heritage and its History (1959) 114 copies
Mother and Son (1955) 94 copies
More Women than Men (1933) 91 copies
The Mighty and Their Fall (1961) 89 copies
Brothers and Sisters (1929) 85 copies
A Father and his Fate (1957) 83 copies
Two Worlds and Their Ways (1949) 74 copies
Darkness and Day (1951) 61 copies
Elders and Betters (1944) 61 copies
Daughters and Sons (1937) 54 copies
Men and Wives (1948) 53 copies
The Last and the First (1971) 52 copies
A First Omnibus (1993) 21 copies
Dolores (1971) 20 copies
Collected Novels (1972) 4 copies
Un dios y sus dones (1974) 1 copy

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Canonical name
Compton-Burnett, Ivy
Legal name
Compton-Burnett, Dame Ivy
Birthdate
1884-06-05
Date of death
1969-08-27
Burial location
Putney Vale Cemetery, London, England, UK
Gender
female
Nationality
UK
Birthplace
Pinner, Middlesex, England, UK
Place of death
London, England, UK
Places of residence
Pinner, Middlesex, England, UK
Kensington, London, England, UK
Hove, Sussex, England, UK
Education
Royal Holloway College, University of London
Addiscombe College, Hove
Howard College, Bedford
Occupations
novelist
Relationships
Compton-Burnett, James (father)
Jourdain, Margaret (companion)
Awards and honors
Royal Society of Literature Companion of Literature
Order of the British Empire (Dame Commander)
Agent
Caroline Dawnay (PFD)
Short biography
Ivy Compton-Burnett was born in the town of Pinner, now a suburb of London, the seventh of 12 children of an English homeopathic doctor. She grew up in the coastal town of Hove, Sussex, and attended Addiscombe College before reading classics at the University of London. After graduating in 1906, she returned home to help her widowed mother, said to be the model for some of the domestic tyrants in Ivy's fiction. In 1911, she published her debut novel, Dolores, the tale of a dutiful daughter at home, but afterwards disowned it. Her beloved younger brother Guy had died of pneumonia at the age of 20, and then a second brother, Noel, was killed in World War I. Four of Ivy's sisters rebelled against home life after their mother's death, and ran away together to London. Her two youngest sisters, Stephanie and Catharine, committed suicide together in 1917, after which Ivy herself fell severely ill in the influenza pandemic and suffered a prolonged mental and emotional collapse. However, she recovered and successfully managed the family trust as she began to write again. At age 35, she met Margaret Jourdain, who became her lifelong companion. In 1925, at age 41, Ivy published Pastors and Masters, the first of 19 novels written in her mature manner; the last one, A God and His Gifts, appeared in 1963. Ivy developed a distinct form of novel,
with a cool, dry, ironic tone, telling stories often through dialogue alone, focusing on personal relationships within stifling, middle-class Edwardian households such as the one in which she was raised. In 1955, she received the James Tait Black Memorial Prize for her novel Mother and Son. She was created Dame of the British Empire in 1967.

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It took me about 40 pages to get into this but I finished it very much impressed by the irony, humor and superb writing. Compton Burnett is described as Cubist, experimental and innovative, all of which is true. She manages to tell an entire story with defined characters simply through dialogue. She's an acquired taste and I am ready to read more of her tales of the mannered upper-class Edwardians as well as Spurling's biography.
 
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featherbooks | 7 other reviews | May 7, 2024 |
A bewildering novel by a bewildering author. Perhaps my own impression was only 3 stars but I feel I must award a 4th for sheer success of concept.

As other reviewers have summarised, Horace Lamb is a dismissive, uncaring gentleman from an era long past, whose wife can't stand him, servants find unappealing (when they're not outright attempting to kill him), and whose children seem to have grown old before their time. (If I take nothing from this, it will be a desire to use such names as Avery, Tamasin, and Jasper for any future unlucky children I may sire!). Horace's turning point is discovering how everyone feels about him, leading to an attempted change of personality, juxtaposed with the minor antics of his extended household.

This is my first Compton-Burnett novel and it seems clear that plot, as such, is not at the top of her priority list. This is a conversational novel, and a stylised one at that. Writing between the wars (i.e. long after the Victorian and Edwardian eras she depicts), Compton-Burnett creates a highly artificial, ironic world in which prose and narrative voice are sparse, and dialogue must carry the day. From the housekeeper to the youngest child, everyone's speech is arch, poisonous, and proverbial. (A tone once described by Hal Prince, of his musical A Little Night Music as being "knives dipped in icing sugar".) It feels almost like the achievement of pointillist painting, where the eye makes the colours mingle; here, the reader must make the dialogue serve for all of the other parts of writing too. "Charlotte", says Horace at one point," I have not spoken to you of the thing that is between us. It may be that I shall not speak of it." Elsewhere, to quote the character of Gideon, "My feelings are not easy; they go deep like everything about me."

Everything both high and ironic, rather like the older way of translating the Greek tragedies.

This structure has clearly confused a range of readers here on Goodreads, who have decided that Ms Compton-Burnett can't have known what she was doing. "No-one speaks like that!" cries a popular refrain, which suggests these armchair critics have never read Austen or Dickens, Pynchon or Hardy, and yet have somehow progressed to this obscure novelist from the early 20th century.

It will surprise no-one to hear that this book is hard-going. I think Ms Compton-Burnett, whose personal history you should also look up, was hard-going in general. Yet I'm glad to have finally made my way through one of her volumes. This is a book that almost cries out to be read aloud, with the subtleties of dialogue somewhat lost over the generations but still an intriguing experiment if nothing else. Will you enjoy it? If you enjoy extreme stylisation and narrative playfulness, perhaps yes. In the NYRB Classics edition, Diane Johnson's introduction refers to Manservant and Maidservant as a "noir version" of the British drama series Upstairs, Downstairs. It's a deeply strange comparison but, I think, rather apt.
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therebelprince | 6 other reviews | Apr 21, 2024 |
Try to imagine a telenovela that takes place in the late Victorian era, and uses very formal language. Add in the most biting sarcasm imaginable, and you might have an idea of what this book is like.

Miles Mowbray rules his family with an iron hand wrapped in self-aggrandizement and self-pity. His dinner table orations, in which he doesn’t hesitate to contradict himself, are something to marvel at. His three grown daughters, while completely in his power in the physical sense, are mentally both independent and contemptuous of him. Only Constance tries to explain, excuse, and accept his behavior. His heir (the property is entailed), who is his nephew Malcolm, is continually at odds with him. But of course Malcolm won’t leave the house: he might have to work and live with his mother Eliza. The only person who exercises any sort of sway over Miles is his wife Ellen, a wise knowing woman. There is another household ruled by Malcolm’s mother; they live very close by.

The story is told almost completely through dialogue. The only action on the page consists of people entering and leaving rooms, and one or two walks between the two establishments. But there are plenty of melodramatic plot twists to keep up one’s interest.

This book isn’t for everyone. Most of the characters are devastatingly honest, not to say hateful. I admit that I didn’t like the book at all until about the last third, when the farcical story elements began to appear. Then I started to like it very much. This isn’t light or frothy, but Compton-Burnett shows a keen knowledge of the secret thoughts, hates, and desires of her characters. I’ll be looking for more of her books. They’re a challenge.
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