M. Barnard Eldershaw (1897–1956)
Författare till Tomorrow and Tomorrow and Tomorrow
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(eng) M. Barnard Eldershaw is the pen-name used by co-writers Marjorie Barnard and Flora Eldershaw.
Foto taget av: Portrait of author Flora Syndey Eldershaw (1897-1956) [picture] [ca. 1915]
National Library of Australia, nla.pic-an12004673
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- Eldershaw, Flora
Barnard, Marjorie - Födelsedag
- 1897
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- 1956
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- female
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- Australia
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- M. Barnard Eldershaw is the pen-name used by co-writers Marjorie Barnard and Flora Eldershaw.
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- 10
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- 215
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- #103,625
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- 3.5
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- 19
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Australia doesn't often do dystopias - indeed, the only other literary example I can think of is Alexis Wright's compelling The Swan Book. Like all such attempts, dystopic novels reflect the age in which they're written rather than the future, and we may question Tomorrow and Tomorrow and Tomorrow after 80 years on these grounds. But I think the combined literary prowess of the two authors with the cyclical nature of history has brought the wheel around again.
I will leave you with a quote from the first chapter (excerpted in the great introduction in the Virago edition) about Australians of the time:
They had been a very strange people, full of contradictions, adaptable and obstinate. With courage and endurance they had pioneered the land, only to ruin it with greed and lack of forethought. They had drawn a hardy independence from the soil and had maintained it with pride and yet they had allowed themselves to be dispossessed by the most fantastic tyranny the world had ever known: money in the hands of the few, an unreal, an imaginary system driving out reality... They loved their country and exalted patriotism as if it were a virtue, and yet they gave a greater love to a little island in the north sea that many of them had never seen... The small people was prodigal of its armies: generation after generation, they swarmed out to fight and die in strange places and for strange causes. Tough, sardonic and humorous, they were romantics the likes of which the world had never seen.… (mer)