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Remembering Andrea
Date: Thu 8 Jan 2004 Friends of the writer Andrea Badenoch, who died on Sunday, will remember her at her best: dressed to the nines and sipping white wine, telling some outrageous anecdote with a wicked grin on her face. Though a prolific author and mother of three children, she always found time to party. She was born on Tyneside in 1951 then moved to Leeds, where she attended Leeds Girls' High School. A clever, determined child, she went on to read literature at Manchester and gained an MA in American Literature from London University. As an adult, literature and feminism were central to her life, from her work with a women's writing project in south London in the late seventies, to her more recent role at the centre of a close-knit group of women writers in Newcastle. She co-edited the journal Writing Women for six years, helping to oversee its transformation into two cutting-edge anthologies, published as The Virago Book of Writing Women in 1998 and 1999. Though she studied and taught literature for much of her life, she came late to writing. Her first novel, Mortal, an urban thriller set in the badlands of London, was published when she was 47. But once embarked on her career as a novelist, Andrea never doubted her ability or agonised over inspiration. She wrote a book a year between 1997 and 2002. There is a real sense of development in the books; each is tighter, sharper and more accomplished than its predecessor. Though marketed as crime novels, they never sat comfortably in that niche. They were more socially-aware and character-driven than the run-of-the-mill whodunit. She was just as interested in exploring social issues as she was in creating plot lines. Blink (2001) was set in a depressed mining community in County Durham; Loving Geordie (2002) amidst the demolition-sites of T Dan Smith's Newcastle. And her central characters lacked the predictable charisma of the textbook sleuth. Ungainly, hard-drinking Imogen in Mortal (1998) worked in an advice centre; angry, frenetic Jaz in Driven (1999) lived on the streets. It was this uncompromising commitment to character, to social justice, and to the vivid depiction of place and era, that lifted Andrea Badenoch's work to another level. Her ambition was to write books that would both satisfy her popular readership yet also be acknowledged as literary fiction. That ambition began to be realised with her fourth novel, Loving Geordie, reviewed in the TLS as having "the feel of a film by Ken Loach". If she'd had more time, there is no doubt she would have continued to grow in literary stature. It was while writing Blink that she was diagnosed with breast cancer. The diagnosis was a catalyst for a period of intense creativity. She completed the dark, atmospheric Blink while undergoing chemotherapy then, as an antidote, wrote a feisty children's novel, Yellowhammer Island. Loving Geordie followed soon after. It came out after a second bout of chemotherapy made her lose her striking red hair. At the launch reading she looked stylish, as always, in a silk turban. Andrea loved clothes and would confess, in a shocked whisper, how much she'd spent on her latest acquisition. Her personal elegance was one aspect of the professionalism and enthusiasm she brought to everything in her life. She was a consummate hostess, a generous friend, a committed teacher - and her riotous front garden stopped passers-by in their tracks. She maintained a warm relationship with her first partner, Paul Miller, who shared the upbringing of Jay, Miriam and Naomi. Her husband, Steve Manchee, was a dedicated loving support before and during her long illness. Debbie Taylor Crime fiction often talks big and writes small: Andrea Badenoch simply wrote increasingly well. Her combination of troubling honesty, unsentimental solidarity and artistic seriousness carried her work far beyond the confines of genre. |
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