Earlier in the year I attended a writing evening at the Southbank – hosted by the Women’s Prize for Fiction and Grazia Magazine – with my lovely friend Helen. Following the event I was lucky enough to meet one of my very favourite authors – Kate Mosse – whose books include Labyrinth and Sepulchre – and it was on her recommendation that I began Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte one blustery afternoon.
Rated number 12 in the BBC’s Big Read, Wuthering Heights was published in 1847 and was Emily Bronte’s first and only published novel. One of the nineteenth century’s best-loved books, Wuthering Heights is set in a farmhouse on the windswept Yorkshire moors and tells the haunting tale of the intense and destructive love between Catherine Earnshaw and Heathcliff, a foundling adopted by Catherine’s wealthy father. The prose is replete with powerful imagery that perfectly complements the often unsettling nature of the plot.
As the story unfolds, the Yorkshire moors offer the perfect backdrop to a tale of love, rage, passion and revenge. Heathcliff, in particular is a dark and brooding character and the novel follows the anti-hero from his first appearance at Wuthering Heights to his untimely demise.
Wild, passionate and intense, Wuthering Heights is a compelling tale of a demonic romance that truly deserves its place in the nation’s best loved books.