Winchelsea

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What I found most jarring was the abrupt end of Part 1, followed by Parts 2 and 3 - the pacing up to the end of Part 1 and after was just off for me and felt like an afterthought. I truly felt like the ending of Part 1 could have been the end of the novel. Parts 2 and 3 felt a little rushed, condensed and like there could have been enough material for at least one more book if explored in greater detail. Given Alex Preston named his fifth novel after a small town nestled on the Sussex coast, it is unsurprising that the power of place is integral. Sweeping vistas of imperious dunes, thunderous waves and atmospheric renderings of landscapes “fringed by fernbrake and hawthorn” are offered throughout Winchelsea. But, most pertinently, so are insights of what lies beneath the town’s surface.

The main character of Goody was enthralling to read about through her character journey and transformations. She is quite flawed and rebellious and takes part in many questionable deeds and adventures but you cannot help but love her. The Winchelsea of the 1740s that Preston details sits atop a network of subterranean passages used by smugglers to store booty from the continent. The murky and treacherous world of piracy, corruption and gang warfare is the focus of this exhilaratingly twisty novel that is something of a warren of connected and echoing recollections itself. It started off with intrigue, a tale retold from another who heard it first hand, of a girl, rescued at birth, raised with intention, but destined to become her own person, strong brave and independent. But just when you are getting into her story, a child she still is at this point, it goes off on such a tangent I was confused what the author was even thinking. It goes from a smugglers tale, based on real people, places, and events, a tale of a girl facing the loss of the only father she ever knew just as she learns he is not all she thought, to being about a child, for she is still a child of 16, exploring her burgeoning love for another woman, and her lust for her adopted brother��oh, and nearly being raped by her true father, and that’s where I lost interest.

Another element of this eighteenth-century story which is twisted into weird shapes by its twenty-first century sensibilities is the trans narrative. There are a surprising amount of stories of gender crossing in eighteenth-century fiction and reality, from the female alter-egos of Molly House attendees to the stories of female husbands and people like Charlotte Charke living as a male but when Goody does this, it’s treated from a twenty-first century perspective. Goody lives for a while as a man called William and finds themself comfortable as a non-binary person at the end of the novel. All the other characters seem aware of the notions of sex and gender being separate and of gender performativity and the notion of a gender spectrum. When one character has met Goody as William, even when he finds out that William is not a born-man, keeps using male pronouns - a polite and social thing to do nowadays but not really within the scope of an eighteenth century understanding of sex and gender where they still believed a big jump could un-invert a women’s genitals and make them male. I’m not saying that eighteenth-century people would have been necessarily cruel or barbaric towards a male-presenting person but they simply would have not conceived it the way we do, and nor would the trans person themselves. I REALLY enjoyed this for the first three quarters; I felt like I was on my own smuggling adventure. In a plot which moves at an impressively athletic clip, Goody becomes bandit, lover, leader, revolutionary. With commanding descriptive powers, Preston draws us through Goody’s ever-changing 18th-century world, each tableau thrumming with vitality. I absolutely love reading books based around smugglers, it gives me those Jamaica Inn/Frenchman’s Creek vibes from the fabulous du Maurier books. This is just as atmospheric as her books but a lot more grittier and raw.

It is the story of Goody Brown and the corrupt world that she lives in. Throughout the story you are presented with trials and tribulations far beyond your ken that you really do feel like you have been invited into another world. Goody was a very interesting and often surprising character. Her dramatic beginning in some way or other shaped her for her whole life. Despite being raised as a lady with as much comfort and education as her foster family could muster, she never was one. Always wild, she didn’t care very much about the pressure of social life and it’s rules. She was never certain as to whether she was man or woman, she lived her life as both and neither. I think that was one of the things I liked the most about her: she was living her life the way she wanted it to be. And at the same time, she went through so much at such a young age. The way she was portrayed gave me an inside as to what emotions she felt and through this she felt much more close to me.If you aren’t familiar with Winchelsea and it’s smugglers you probably won’t mind this so much. If you like a bawdy tale with sex, booze, sailing and bloodshed then give it a go. Just be prepared for abrupt story changes, unfinished threads, and a feeling that there was so much more to be explored. It has come to my attention that “presentism” has begun to be used regularly in cultural, historical analysis of writing, theater, movies, etc. While I can see some reviewers leaning into a “form” of implications of present day mores infiltrating this book, I am inclined to believe that is not a major issue. What holds the novel together as much as its driving plot are its incantatory atmosphere and spellbinding language. Nights are noisy with owls and fieldfares, “their lonely twits falling down through the dark”, while meaning oozes via sound and rhythm from antique vocabulary such as “fallalery” and “yelloching”. Winchelsea is really evocative of time, place and situation and Alex Preston has done an amazing job of transporting the reader with this story.