The Black Prince
By Anthony Burgess and Adam Roberts
A novel by Adam Roberts adapted from an original script by Anthony Burgess.
Publication date: October 2018
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I grew up reading Anthony Burgess, and have been a long-term fan: I consider him one of the few actual geniuses of the twentieth-century novel. So when I chanced upon the following exchange, from a 1972 interview Burgess gave to the Paris Review, I was intrigued:
INTERVIEWER
Do you expect to write any more historical novels?
BURGESS
I’m working on a novel intended to express the feel of England in Edward III’s time, using Dos Passos’ devices. I believe there’s great scope in the historical novel . . . The fourteenth century of my novel will be mainly evoked in terms of smell and visceral feelings, and it will carry an undertone of general disgust rather than hey-nonny nostalgia.
INTERVIEWER
Which of Dos Passos’ techniques will you use?
BURGESS
The novel I have in mind, and for which I’ve done a ninety-page plan, is about the Black Prince. I thought it might be amusing blatantly to steal the Camera Eye and the Newsreel devices from Dos Passos just to see how they might work, especially with the Black Death and Crécy and the Spanish campaign. The effect might be of the fourteenth century going on in another galaxy where language and literature had somehow got themselves into the twentieth century. The technique might make the historical characters look remote and rather comic—which is what I want.
The idea of an unfinished Anthony Burgess novel, based on such a fascinating premise, took hold of me. I talked about it with Andrew Biswell (director of the Burgess Foundation in Manchester the world’s leading expert on Burgess’s writing) and we agreed it would be worth seeing if the work could be completed. I have always felt that a science fiction writer is working in the same sort of territory as the writer of historical fiction (and several of my SF novels have been historical, or included historical elements): the creation of a world, the estrangement of the familiar. Dos Passos is a giant of experimental Modernist writing, and his techniques were adopted by John Brunner in his SF masterpiece Stand of Zanzibar; but nobody has applied them to a medieval topic. It was a challenge I couldn’t resist.
The Foundation sent me copies of the relevant material from their Burgess archives, most usefully a complete screenplay Burgess wrote in the mid-1970s called ‘The Black Prince’, drawing all his notes and ideas together. The film was never made, but the screenplay gave me a sense of how to bring the whole thing together.
I sat down to re-read the entire run of Burgess’s novels, to get myself into a proper Burgess frame of mind, and to saturate myself with a sense of his style—actually a variety of different styles. Above all I wanted there to be no visible ‘seam’ where Burgess’s stuff ended and mine began. At the same time I read as widely as I could on the history of fourteenth-century Europe. It is important to the novel that, though the form and style are vigorously modern, the subject matter itself should be scrupulously accurate and historical—it helped that I work for the University of London, and that several of my medievalist colleagues allowed me to pick their brains.
The novel came together over a period of about a year. The biggest technical challenge was in keeping Burgess’s own voice alive throughout, and in those sections which were just me I worked hard to produce something of which, were he alive, he would not be ashamed. Speaking for myself I’m immensely proud of the novel that has resulted. It is both an original historical novel unlike any other, and also an addition to the canon of Burgess’s own novels.
I’m especially delighted that we’ve been able to bring this project to the world in 2017, the centenary of Burgess’s birth. Were he here I suspect he might eye me warily, puff on one of his cigars, and perhaps have some whisky; but I’d like to think he’d be secretly pleased.
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Anthony Burgess—the pen name of John Anthony Burgess Wilson—was born in Manchester in 1917. He studied English at the Victoria University of Manchester between 1937-1940 and began writing poetry and prose; he also began composing music, in which discipline he was entirely self-taught. During World War 2 he was posted to Gibraltar, and after the war he worked as a teacher in England, Malaya and Brunei, and published his first novel Time for a Tiger in 1958. Diagnosed with an inoperable brain tumour and believing (erroneously) that he had less than a year to live he quit teaching in 1959, returned to Britain and wrote six novels in short order, so as to provide financially for his wife after his death—amongst these were A Clockwork Orange (1962) and Inside Mr Enderby (1963). Through the 1960s he published prolifically, establishing a reputation as one of the leading writers of his generation. His first wife, Lynne, died in 1968; and Burgess married the Italian translator Liana, moving to Continental Europe where he spent most of the rest of his life. Stanley Kubrick’s film of A Clockwork Orange (1971) brought Burgess global fame, and the 1970s saw him produce some of his best work, including the historical novels Napoleon Symphony: a Novel in four Movements (1974) and Abba Abba (1977) and Earthly Powers (1980), considered by many his masterpiece. He continued writing, publishing and composing until his death in 1993.
Adam Roberts is a writer, critic and academic based in the south East of England. He is the author of sixteen novels and many shorter works, including the prize-winning Jack Glass (2012). His most recent novel is The Thing Itself (2015), He is Professor of Nineteenth-century Literature at Royal Holloway, University of London, and has published critically on a wide range of topics, including 19th and 20th-centruy fiction and science fiction.
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Prelude
Prance, Noah!
There are many kinds of flood, not all of them water. Here: France, green and grey beneath a swift blue sky, and wholly submerged. The flood here is war. The House Valois is a tall house, but only its rooftop tiles and the pennant flying from its flagpole remain visible, so high has the flood risen. Those who walk on the earth are drowned, the common folk, the men and women. Those who sail in ships live, like this castellated English ship, made of wood as a coffin is made of wood.
When he is on land this Black Prince rides a prancing horse; and when he is at sea this Black Prince rides a prancing ship, lively over the waves. Clouds drag bridal trails of rain behind them as they sweep from sea to land. The Prince is on deck, unmindful of the drizzle that tickles his face. In between the folds of cloth-like rain he can glimpse fresh beaches, green fields. The French coast.
The rainbow sign was a promise that there would be no more waterfloods. But there are other kinds of flood that can inundate a countryside, and some are more like unto fire than water. Today’s Noah has a care only for the English. No Noah can save the French.
King Edward, third of that name, rides an even grander boat, a wooden castle, a barracks; below decks was coughing and demons, swearing and shitting and drinking, and tied-up horses skittering unhappily on the angling and tipping wooden floor. Hooves tattoo. Rat-tats that make the rats scatter. Too exhausted to whinny. Boys try to calm them. Wipe flanks with tattered cloths. The cabins at the rear of the boat are where the quality hunker, holding in the contents of their sloshy stomachs. A life on hard land has not prepared them for this. Now they are not on hard land, but over it: suspended some hundreds of feet over the mud and rocks of the channel bed, where strange sealife creeps and pulses, and immemorial weeds grow in sodden forests, and bodies lie thousands upon thousands, grasping at one another or at empty brine or phlebasing their way into an oblivion as currents tug their bones apart and crustacea nibble at their flesh.
The king is helped through the slushy sand and foaming waves, up onto the beach. The drizzle is thinning and the sun is coming out.
Mount! Mount!
Noah rides a high-stepping horse, draped and harnessed in finery. He is returning to the high ground where he first berthed his big boat. When I was last here, he says, and the wind sends his beard sideways, like a comet’s tail, when I was last here this was the only land.
He has attendants, bannermen, servants, lords and high born warriors, all cluster about him.
—Your highness?
—Your highness! Your highness!
Under the sunlight, the view has the brightness and perfection of an illustrated manuscript: greens soaked in blue-light, silver shining armour, red and golden standards, all the colours new washed and gorgeous. The party rides, keeping the sea on their left hand. Light leaps as a gorgeous ribbon of prisming colour from cloud to horizon.
Think thou of all the bloating drowned
Tangling below
Who died before they ever saw
This rainbow.
It seems to me true cruelty from
That fierce judge who
Would take their all from them, and life,
And then this beauty too. Anthony Burgess and Adam Roberts have written 2 private updates. You can pledge to get access to them all.
15th February 2018 Burgess on LanguageWhatever else he was (and he was many things, from novelist, critic and teacher to poet and musician) Burgess was a man in love with language. In the second Enderby novel, The Clockwork Testament, or Enderby's End (1974) he adapts a saying of Mallarmé. Enderby is teaching creative writing to angry New York students, one of whom reads out a bad poem to the class. When Enderby tells him that the…
28th October 2017 Memes R UsCourtesy of my friend Will Wiles:
20th October 2017 Independent interview: "Like Clockwork"A little while ago David Barrett interviewed me prior to writing this article for the Independent: "Like Clockwork: An unfinished Anthony Burgess script is about to be published" [Monday 28 August 2017]. You can read the article at that link, but there was quite a lot that came out of our chat that he wasn't able to use. So, with his permission I'm posting the original Q & A.
1. How long…16th October 2017 At PoictiersJOHN OF GHISTELLES
He wasn’t scared of dying. That was, after all, always the prospect a soldier faced in battle and being scared of it would be as absurd as a woodworker being scared of wood. And (as he told himself before every combat) if he did die, it would be good to see his father again. Catch up. This morning, though, he mounted his horse and looked across the parched French landscape at…
22nd August 2017 Medieval horrors, medieval glamourWriting The Black Prince meant studying medieval history and literature in a way I hadn’t been able to do since I was a student—my current day job is ‘Professor of Nineteenth-century Literature’, when it’s not ‘Writer of Science Fiction Novels’. But there are many parallels, actually, between the work of the SF writer and the historical novelist (being able to worldbuild a fundamentally alien…
31st July 2017 Excerpt from "The Black Prince"IOWERTH
Three times, as a baby, he had fallen into sicknesses they were sure would kill him: once with a speckled pox, once a fever that turned him redder than a robin’s breast all over his body, and once he slept for three days and nights and grew cold and clammy as a fish. Yet he survived all three, and by the time he was seven years of age Iorwerth was as strong as any lad of his parish. He…
17th July 2017 Writing "The Black Prince"Following on from my post about Burgess as a historical novelist, I want to say something about the decisions I made in actually writing The Black Prince.
Burgess planned a novel about the life of Edward of Woodstock (1330-1376), known as ‘the Black Prince’, Duke of Cornwall, Prince of Wales from 1343, Prince of Aquitaine from 1362, eldest son of King Edward III and Philippa of Hainault…
29th June 2017 Burgess as Historical NovelistWe don't think of Anthony Burgess primarily as a historical novelist. He wrote so many different types of novel he was more-or-less a whole literary movement on his own: literary fiction, postcolonial writing, science fiction, non-fiction, verse novels, spy adventure (his Tremor of Intent (1966), as richly strange as any experimental novel, also works extremely well as a readable James Bond pastiche…
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Could you tell me please, with the Burgess' own Book pledge - are you able to specify which book? Is there a list to choose from? Thanks.
That's one for the Burgess Foundation; I'll see if they can be prompted to answer it.
Hi - I pledged at the Burgess's own Book level, is there a way to choose which book we get? First come first served? Lucky dip? Ta :)
That's one for the Bugress Foundation, not me: I'll nudge them and maybe they can say!
I'm in the same position as Matthew (Burgess's Own Book Level) and was wondering the same thing, so I'd be interested to know what the response from the Foundation is. Looking forward very much to the book!
I did ask, but will nudge them again.
Now that we're getting closer, what was the response to the nudge about the book choices?
Hi Matthew, I've spoken to Adam about this, and we feel that it's fairest if the books are chosen on a 'lucky dip' basis. I hope that's OK! Best wishes, Caitlin - Community Manager