'In The Attic': Whips, Witches And A Peculiar Princess
Gillian Flynn's most recent novel is Gone Girl.
At age 13, I survived almost entirely on green apple Jolly Ranchers and Flowers in the Attic, and to this day I can't look at the book without my mouth watering. My much loved copy must have come from a supermarket (it was impossible to go to a supermarket in the '80s to, say, secretly stock up on green apple Jolly Ranchers, without a V.C. Andrews book lurking by checkout).
It was not the kind of thing my earnest, thoughtful parents would have bought me: "Here, Gilly, is a novel about four children who are locked away in an attic by their beautiful mother. There's sex, lust, murder, ballet, betrayal, potato salad, whippings and — oh yes, the eldest brother and sister are incestuous. Discussion questions to come!"
And yet I loved that book. Of course I did. The story is about the picture-perfect Dollanganger kids: Chris and Cathy and their much younger twin siblings. When Daddy dies in a car crash, their gorgeous but useless mother reveals a secret: She comes from a family worth millions but was disinherited by her parents. They return to the family home under cover of night; the children are secreted in a far-off room and locked in. They'll stay there while their mother squirms back into her father's good graces. It'll just be a few nights, maybe a week.
They're left up there for more than three years.
I'd been a girl who loved fairy tales, but it was never (never, never, never) the princess who interested me. It was the witch. Flowers in the Attic has witches of many stripes: The children's righteous grandmother-slash-jailer has plenty of rules, a generous definition of sin, and a ready whip. But even more enthralling to me was the kids' beautiful, helpless, princess of a mother, who convinces herself by slow, damning turns that she's doing the right thing, and then, overtaken by greed, stops caring whether she's doing the right thing. That's when bad things really start to happen.
The narrator, Cathy, who ages from 12 to 15 over the course of the story, is part princess (she is locked in a tower; she is beset by cruel foes; she has long, perfect hair until the grandmother tars it one night), and part witch (she's tantrum-prone, pessimistic, cynical). Basically, I adored her because she is like all girls around the age of 13: at turns sulky, giving, selfish, charming, nasty and heroic.
Flowers in the Attic is most famous for the fact that Cathy and her brother fall in love. It's a weird, strangely old-fashioned love story (and is Chris ever the stuff of teenage dreams: handsome, brilliant, extravagantly chivalrous), but it's not what hooked me. What kept me circling around to the beginning was that hyper-Gothic female evil. The emotionally cold, physically abusive grandmother. The cloying, manipulative, mind-warping mother. It felt so new and stunning to me — these witches who seemed quite real. I devoured the sequels less to learn about Cathy's tragic love story than to see what kind of woman Cathy became — princess, witch, a bit of both? — and what she'd do with all those awful urges she inherited.
Those books stuck to me. I've since weaned myself off Jolly Ranchers (I'm down to two packs a week), but I've never shaken my addiction to wicked women.
PG-13 is produced and edited by Ellen Silva and Rose Friedman with production assistance from Gavin Bade.
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Now, time for our summer book series, PG-13. We call it that because 13 is about the age when young readers start to explore the grownup literary world, even if they're not quite ready.
Writer Gillian Flynn remembers her favorite book from that age. It's not one that made the summer reading list. In fact, the New York Times once called it ghoulishly unpleasant, but that wasn't exactly Flynn's experience.
GILLIAN FLYNN: At age 13, I survived almost entirely on green apple Jolly Ranchers and the novel "Flowers in the Attic," by V.C. Andrews. My copy must have come from a supermarket. It certainly wasn't the kind of thing my earnest, thoughtful parents would have bought me, but I did love that book. Of course I did.
The story is about these picture perfect kids, Chris and Cathy and their much younger twin siblings. When Daddy dies in a car crash, their gorgeous but useless mother reveals a secret. She used to be worth millions, but she was disinherited by her parents.
So they all return to the ancestral home and the kids are hidden away in a remote spare room and locked in. The plan is for them to stay there while their mother squirms back into their grandfather's good graces. It'll just be a few nights, maybe a week. Nope. They're up there for more than three years.
I was a kid who loved fairy tales, but for me, it was never, never, never about the princess, it was about the witch, and "Flowers in the Attic" is full of them. There's a grandmother, slash, jailer who has plenty of rules, a generous definition of sin and a ready whip, but even more interesting was the mother, who slowly convinces herself that she's doing the right thing. Then, when she's overtaken by greed, she stops caring and that's when it really starts to get bad.
"Flowers in the Attic" is most famous for the fact that Cathy and her brother fall in love. It's a weirdly old-fashioned love story and, boy, is Chris ever the stuff of teenage dreams: handsome, brilliant, chivalrous. But that's not what hooked me. It was the gothic female evil: the cold abusive grandmother, the cloying, manipulative mother. These witches seemed real and the book has stuck to me. I've since weaned myself off those Jolly Ranchers. I'm down to two packs a week, but I've never shaken my addiction to wicked women.
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CORNISH: Gillian Flynn talking about V.C. Andrews' "Flowers in the Attic" for our series, PG-13. Flynn's most recent novel is called "Gone Girl." You can find more PG-13 recommendations at our website, along with lists of good summer reads from our critics and correspondents. That's at NPRBooks.org.
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