The visit to his stately home Knebworth, outside London, brought back memories of admiring the prolific, promiscuous lord. I had read his science fiction The Coming Race, about the civilisation that lives deep underground in the earth and the fear they would take over on the surface.
In another work, Haunters and the Haunted, hero takes his bull terrier to an empty house for some ghost hunting. I'm re-reading that story.
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| Edward Bulwer-Lytton: prolific, scandalous |
Edward Bulwer Lytton died about 150 years ago. He had a good brand, not happy to establish when he was alive, but invaluable to his literary memory. I remember him not only as a good, prolific writer, but also, according to the publicity, as a womaniser with a vengeful wife.
The media have used him as a butt for their stale joke, that he is a bad writer, when he isn't.
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