In an age where others retire, was Rosamunde Pilcher master of the heart pain literature. With the predicate of the shallow entertainment you never had a Problem.
Claudia Pious
probably The most amazing confession of Rosamunde Pilchers does not apply to the Innermost of her art: “I’m the romantic type,” said the author, many years ago, during a visit to their country house in the Scottish Longforgan in Dundee. Butterflies in the stomach? Heart palpitations? “I beg of you!”, she cried, and it sounded almost like a threat, probably because it broke with a harsh, deep voice out of her; she had smoked for decades, chain.
Rosamunde Pilcher, born in 1924 in Cornwall, made with love novels, million, with tales of stormy conquests and unfulfilled longings. More than 80 years ago, she wrote as a teenager her first stories, after their voluntary military service in the then Ceylon and in India, she came across as a young housewife and mother her typewriter again and composed another Schmonzetten, since under the name of Jane Fraser. The dime-novel publisher Mills and Boon, she was a master writer, magazines printed their love stories.
Almost four decades, it took until her big break, she managed in 1987 with “The shell seekers”. The Tome was almost two years on the bestseller list of the New York Times. Pilcher was 63 years old. While others thought of the pension, she wrote the novel to novel.
in The end there were nearly three dozen. They were called “September”, “Wild thyme”, “summer by the sea” and “carousel of life”, more than 65 million Times to have their books sold more than 100 million pounds should you have earned. She was already far in the eighties, when they decided in 2012 that it would be good with “the beautiful literature”, as she called her work for yourself. You feel too old, she said, to continue to work. In the UK, it is good form to claim to have never heard of Rosamunde Pilcher. As a reader of kitsch literature to come out of the closet intellectual status rarely brings benefits. But in fact it was, though also a best-selling author honoured in their homeland, and of Prince Charles with the Order of the British Empire, in Germany very much well-known. Some thought she was a German. This has to do with the ZDF took from 1993 to their substances. There are now 145 film adaptations of novels and short stories of the author, in which üppigst is served, what want to see German spectators from the island: the green landscapes, venerable manor-houses, heart tangled clothes ladies in Flowers, and stately gentlemen in tweed jackets. Always a tea evaporated somewhere, many of the scenes play in front of a dramatic coastal scenery in Cornwall. This has up to today result in to feel that every year tens of thousands of German tourists through the landscape strip may sublime, or at least more relaxed.
Or, to search for Pilcher. The lived however, as they have been for decades more, it was right after the war with her husband Graham to Dundee pulled. He died almost ten years ago, they were married for 62 years, but not until the end Rosamunde Pilcher said: “I was never been in love.” Their relationship was characterized by a “bumpy heart”.
“reading is a kind of escape into another world”
“A marriage that is built solely on passion, respect and pragmatism.” Often, six million people saw in the cut, the tearful films on television, what left critics of the public broadcaster of a “Pilcher” the fees-financed program to speak. Marcel Reich-Ranicki was one of the fiercest opponents of the shallow areas in the television. However, the films deposited very much the soft focus on the templates, because it is also a passion, but also to self-confident women who are just as feisty and humorous as Pilcher. The author had the distinction of shallow entertainment is not a Problem. “Escape is not a dirty word, it is sometimes good to escape from the world,” she said at the time in Longforgan, an all too accurate reflection of reality is counterproductive. Even the iron Ladies to flee sometimes in these climes: Margaret Thatcher is supposed to have with the novels of Rosamunde Pilcher by the Rule of recovering. Her son, Robin Pilcher, who lives in a village in Scotland, and also writes romance novels, told the UK’s Guardian that his mother had suffered a stroke. On Thursday she died. She was 94 years old.
