the NEW BOTTRELL diaries: An Morvil Kornek or The Horned Whale, by Jeremy Schanche

11 Nov 2016

An Morvil Kornek or The Horned Whale, by Jeremy Schanche

An Morvil Kornek or The Horned Whale, by Jeremy Schanche, available now at all major ebook distributors, in all formats...
Plug in this electronic book and take a journey round the 'Shyre' -
Come to Penwithershins and check out the Underground as Old Janner shows Pat Vulgata round the labyrinths of the mine in The Janetta Stone.
Dark New Lynsmouth has seen many tribulations, but none so great as that set forth in The Kramvil, a gothic novel of eldritch and extraordinary phenomena which unwinds its thread through the twisting alleys of the Old Quarter. When the studious Elias Gillpington runs into the audacious scientist Lazarus Taxon, the wings of fate soon becloud the Keltek sky. As the shadow falls upon New Lynsmouth, Elias sees a glint of light in the presence of the beautiful Miss Constance Place. The story pulses and pullulates with life like a seething vat of yeast infested by furious clouds of flies and wasps on a sunny day, in an ancient lithograph of old Bombay. Potent, frothy, well-charged and heady, this electric manuscript will give you the skittering jitters and chill your rattling trotters.
The collection of Poems will most likely sneak up on yous from downwind and lasso yous off to a land of golden sunshine, rustling leaves and phonographs furling out foxtrots 'fore rustling ya rational-mind and dry-gulching yous in Tuskaloosa or somewheres or some or other such place.
Next, for the word-hungry among ye, we have a couple of glossaries to teach the tongues of talking. First be the Gerlyvryn Kernouac which explains some words of the ancient Cornish language which appear in the stories. Then we have the International Glossary which covers words from overseas, ancient and modern, as well as some archaic forms of Sowsnek, or 'English'.
For our closing act, we have Ghost-Hulk of a Phantom, a darkly comic portrait of a struggling writer - a halucinatory roulade of oceanic fervour - a splattering of adrenalin on a canvas of vast cabbage-fields.
To cut a John Dory short and chase the choice cuts I gotta say that An Morvil Kornek or The Horned Whale is the kind of book the lack of which would crook and rook up your reading-life by an absence of the positive presence of its very special form of effervescence.

There's 21 different ebook distributors selling The Horned Whale, including Amazon, Apple (itunes), Baker and Taylor Blio, Baker-Taylor Axis 360, Barnes and Noble, Diesel, Flipkart, Gardners Extended Retail, Gardners Library, Inktera (formerly Page Foundry), Kobo, Library Direct, Odilo, OverDrive, Oyster, Scribd, Smashwords, Sony, Tolino, txtr, Yuzu, etc.. so there's a version out there to suit everyone..... what follows are just a few of them - I'll put up the rest as they 'go live'...

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/671145

https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/horned-whale-or-morvil-kornek/id1164163097?mt=11

https://www.scribd.com/book/327205836/The-Horned-Whale-or-An-Morvil-Kornek

https://www.chapters.indigo.ca/fr-ca/livres/the-horned-whale-or-an/9780993490910-article.html

http://www.fnac.com/livre-numerique/a10159006/Jeremy-Schanche-The-Horned-Whale-or-An-Morvil-Kornek

http://books.rakuten.co.jp/rk/4963f74ecb463dff893bef191402c430/

http://pdb-ebooks.com/_/_/671145/the-horned-whale-or-an-morvil-kornek

http://sony-ebook-downloads.com/_/_/671145/the-horned-whale-or-an-morvil-kornek

https://www.chapters.indigo.ca/fr-ca/livres/contributeur/auteur/jeremy-schanche/

https://www.scribd.com/author/333949305/Jeremy-Schanche

If you enjoy An Morvil Kornek or The Horned Whale, please print out some flyers, cut them up an pass them around - spread the words... Also, please link to this page on your social sites...

Why not go totally hog-wild and print out a poster for ya home or the twisting back-alleys of your juddering home-town, ya sprawling metropolis or ya muddy one-horse village-street?

Hope you like the stories! And remember, you can't judge a rook by its plover. Take it easy now, but take it!

Jeremy Schanche

Here are some books by, or about, friends and family:

My brother's book:

https://www.amazon.co.uk/Arrow-Nick-Ingolf-Schanche-ebook/dp/B00CTN49S0

My uncle's books:

https://www.amazon.co.uk/Thomas-Hudson/e/B00EWGFHB0/ref=ntt_dp_epwbk_0

A book about my two oldest friends:

https://www.fantasticfiction.com/b/lucy-m-boston/sea-egg.htm

A book by a distant cousin in USA about Eldridge Cleaver and the Black Panther Party:

http://www.abebooks.com/Panther-Paradox-Liberals-Dilemma-Schanche-Don/1299534495/bd

Some books by my primary school teacher...:

https://www.amazon.co.uk/Owl-His-Birthday-Richard-Potts/dp/0718806123

https://www.amazon.co.uk/Ghost-Mine-Richard-Potts-1998-05-15/dp/B01K9AHCVK/ref=sr_1_15?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1474059943&sr=1-15

https://www.amazon.co.uk/Boy-His-Bike-Puffin-Books/dp/0140310444/ref=sr_1_3?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1474060190&sr=1-3

... and his old pupil - my brainy mate:

http://www.sussex.ac.uk/profiles/19644/publications

A friend's book:

http://jungstudies.net/the-snake-in-the-clinic-psychotherapys-role-in-medicine-and-healing-by-guy-dargert/

Another friend's book:

https://www.amazon.co.uk/Quinn-Life-Pieces-Poems-Places/dp/1505481058

My weird evil ancestor's book:

http://www.gutenberg.org/files/28513/28513-h/28513-h.htm

Distant cousins, there's a limited supply:

https://www.waterstones.com/booklist/260371/waterstones-booksellers-jo-nes

And here's a true story, one we should all read:

http://www.georgemallinckrodt.com/getting_away_with_murder.htm

The actor:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ingolf_Schanche

The Boy-Racer:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Martin_Schanche

The Geologist:

https://friendly-guides.uk/

My youtube channel:

https://www.youtube.com/user/floydyopz

My other blog:

http://savetheholyheadland.blogspot.co.uk/2016/06/harold-hempstead-murder-witness-talks.html

Don't burn books - let them burn you...

http://yecaterpillar.blogspot.co.uk/2009/08/i-got-31-hunks-of-bread-on-my-plate.html

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william bottrell 1816-81

William Bottrell was born at Raftra (or Raughtra) in St. Levan, within a couple of miles or so of the Land’s End, on the 7th of March 1816. He was the son of William Vingoe Bottrell and Margaret, daughter of William and Margaret (née Andrew) Bosence, of Sancreed. The latter couple were married at St. Levan, 27 Sept. 1788, and Margaret, their daughter, was baptised at St. Buryan, on the15 June 1792. William Vingoe Bottrell was also born at Raftra in 1790, and baptised at Sennen. He was the son of Richard Bottrell, of St. Levan, and Mary Vingoe, who were married at Sennen, 2 Aug.1788. Williams father was a Yeoman Farmer of some means, so the first few years of William’s life were spent on the family farm at Raftra. It was in these surroundings that he heard his first stories while sitting by the fire in the kitchen with his Grandparents, Mary and Richard Bottrell. His Grandma told him how as a young girl her own mother had died, and how she had been sent to live with an aunt and uncle at Alverton in Penzance and had befriended Edward Pellew (Admiral Lord Exmouth) as a young boy. Bottrell later went on to tell this story in volume three of his Folktales.

Grandma Mary had a great influence on young William. She would take him for walks over the fields and cliffs around the Lands End telling him stories that had been handed down from generation to generation of Vingoe’s for hundreds of years. Stories that later became the basis of the three volumes. William was an only child so his parents were able to give him what was for those times a good education. This more formal education was started at Penzance Grammar School under William Purchase, who was the English master there, and under Nicholas Bice Julyan until 1831, when he was sent to Bodmin School, then under the headmastership of Leonard James Boor. William gained a love for the classics and mathematics, which stayed with him for the rest of his life. He left Bodmin School in 1837 and little is known of his life between 1837 and 1851 other than like so many of his fellow Cornishmen and women he travelled the world. About 1837 he visited France and went on to invest heavily in land in the Basque area of Spain. Later in his life he used to speak of his love for his Spanish garden with its herbs, fruit and flowers. He also collected local Basque folk tales but this idyllic life came to an end when his land was confiscated and given to the Catholic Church and Bottrell returned to Cornwall a ruined man.

Within months he was on the move again, this time to Canada where he had obtained a position as English Teacher in a College in Quebec (1847–1851). He became unsettled with academic life and left for the forests of the interior where he worked for a short time as an overseer for a timber company, returning to Penzance, in 1852 where he lived at No. 4, Clare Street. At some stage he married and took his wife to live in Australia where she unfortunately died. This was a black time in his life, which he refused to discuss with anyone, but would dismiss it with the words “I lost my love and my money so came home.”

On his return from Australia he lived the life of a recluse at Hawke’s Point Lelant. A friend of his later wrote: “Here he lived in a hovel and cultivated a little moorland, He had a black cat called ‘Spriggans’ plus a cow and pony. These animals would all follow him down the almost perpendicular cliff, over a goats path, to the spring which was their water supply and no accidents happened to either.” His friend went on to tell how Bottrell became a friend of the tinners who worked in near-by mines. They would do a days work underground then think nothing of spending a couple of hours helping Bottrell clear ground in order that he could create a garden. It was from these men that Bottrell learned more of the ancient tales of west Cornwall. As they sat by the fire in the cottage which he had made his home, one of the number would tell a tale whilst William drew a sketch of the man. Bottrell always acknowledged the debt he owed to these men, he said of them “they have intelligence, mother-wit and memories and I am able to garner from the ample harvest.”

Only a few years later and most of the stories which make up the volumes of not only Bottrell’s own work but also a large part of the two volumes produced by Robert Hunt would have been lost. Much of his work was utilised by Hunt in his two-volume Popular Romances of the West of England, first printed in 1865, of which upward of 50 “drolls” were communicated to him by Bottrell, a help which is not as handsomely acknowledged as it deserved. The then editor of the “Cornish Telegraph” suggested to Bottrell that he should write and publish the stories himself.

William Bottrell’s first appearance in print was in the columns of The Cornish Telegraph of 1867, where he gave an account of “The Penzance of our Grandfathers.” Many articles of his appeared subsequently in this paper and in One and All, a particularly interesting periodical, and in 1873 he contributed to the Reliquary. Of all these various articles the best were gathered together and published in the three volumes. Life began to improve for William and he moved into St Ives. Before the completion of his last volume, however, he suffered a stroke and was paralysed. After six weeks of suffering he died at 10am on the 27 August, 1881 at Dove St., St. Ives and was buried in the churchyard he loved the most, St. Levan amongst his ancestors.

William Bottrell had become:

“A sun-dial pillar left alone,
On which no dial meets the eye;
A black mill-wheel with grass o’ergrown,
That hears no water trickle by:
Dark, palsied mass of severed rock,
Deaf, blind and sear to sun and rain;
A shatter’d gravestone’s time worn block
That only shows an honoured name.”

Anon.