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Monday musings on Australian literature: Miles Franklin, and the mysterious Brent of Bin Bin

March 23, 2015
Miles Franklin, 1902

Miles Franklin, 1902, by H.Y. Dorner (Presumed Public Domain)

In last week’s Monday Musings I discussed an article by Canadian-born author Aidan de Brune on the novelist Bernard Cronin in his West Australian series on Australian Authors. The now little-known Bernard Cronin was no. 3 in his series. Number 4, though, was one of the giants of Australian literature – then, and still now – Miles Franklin. Most of you will know that she bequeathed our most significant literary prize, the Miles Franklin Award, and you probably have also heard of her most famous book, My brilliant career. But, Miles Franklin did have a secret …

This secret, as we now know, is that in addition to several other novels published under her name, she wrote a series of six novels using the pseudonym “Brent of Bin Bin”. They were completed by 1933 but not all had been published by her death in September 1954. According to Paul Brunton, editor of The diaries of Miles Franklin, Franklin saw this as “a publicity device”. She wrote in 1929 that “hiding under a pen-name … will be more fruitful of publicity”. Her plan was to retain the mystery until the last book was published at which time she would reveal her identity. Unfortunately, she died before they were all finished. Nonetheless, Brunton says, she “enjoyed the speculation on Brent’s identity”. In 1941 she chaired, “with a straight face”, a meeting of  the Fellowship of Australian Writers at which Brent of Bin Bin’s identity was discussed. Brunton continues:

She had no scruples about praising Brent’s books publicly as though she had nothing to do with them, as she does in her diaries. She even praised them in her Commonwealth Literary Fund lectures in 1950.

She also wrote to others, including the critic Nettie Palmer, as Brent of Bin Bin. I should add here that the current theory is that she used “Brent of Bin Bin” (and her other pseudonyms) because she feared not being able to repeat her My brilliant career achievement.

Anyhow, back to Aidan de Brune writing in 1933. He commences his article with:

Thirty years ago literary circles in Australia were astounded by the publication of an extraordinary book, written by a girl of sixteen, Stella Miles Franklin. The title of the book was audacious — “My Brilliant Career.”

He praises the book saying:

It throbs with a passionate love of the Australian bush, and particularly of horses, and with an equal passionate hatred of the cruelties of life endured by the people on the land, particularly by the women. It is the first statement, and to this day it remains the greatest statement, of the case for Australian bush womanhood.

He also quotes Henry Lawson’s praise in the book’s preface for its “painfully real” depiction of “bush life and scenery”. De Brune is concerned that in 1933 it, like many “fine” Australian books had been allowed to go out of print, with copies being hard to come by. He then gives a little of Franklin’s biography – her twenty years abroad working for the Feminist Movement in the USA, in the Scottish Women’s Hospital in Salonika, and for a housing committee in London. But now, he tells his readers, she is back and in 1932 had published a book, Old Blastus of Bandicoot, “under her name”. (Hmm … !) It was highly praised by many critics including John Dalley in The Bulletin. He also advises that another book, a detective story, would be published in 1933.

But, he asks:

Is that, then, the whole story of Miles Franklin? We shall see. Is it likely, or possible, that a writer of such power and sheer genius as the author of “My Brilliant Career” should have been silent for more than twenty years?

Fair questions! He goes on to tell his readers that “Miles Franklin will not admit it” but many people are identifying her with

the mysterious “Brent of Bin Bin,” whose books (published by Blackwood, of Edinburgh, be it noted) are acknowledegd to be the finest presentation in fiction of the Australian outback epic which have yet been written. “Brent of Bin Bin” loves the bush and understands horses, and hates injustice to bush women, as only the author of “My Brilliant Career” and “Old Blastus of Bandicoot” could love, and understand, and hate.

Brent of Bin Bin’s books are now Australian classics he says but, like My brilliant career, are hard to come by. How lucky we are that publishers like Text Publishing, Allen & Unwin, and others, are bringing back Australian classics in our times, eh?

Anyhow, I did love the conclusion to his article:

If Miles Franklin is also “Brent of Bin Bin,” then she is the greatest Australian bush novelist alive. And if she is only Miles Franklin of “My Brilliant Career” and “Old Blastus of Bandicoot” she takes second place to one writer alone — the tremendously gifted and mysterious author who writes in Miles Franklin’s manner under the pseudonym of “Brent.”

Ha ha … I bet he had fun writing that! I’m intrigued though that the praise is qualified, that she is “the greatest bush novelist”. I sense though that he doesn’t intend to diminish her achievement but to simply describe the milieu she was writing in. What I hear is that the bush continued to be a significant concern in 1930s Australia and was therefore seen as a worthy topic for our literature.

POSTSCRIPT: In an article written after her death, Murray Tonkin asks whether her death will finally solve the literary mystery. So, although many were confident they knew the identity, Franklin clearly kept up the pretence to the end. Tonkin says that he will “gladly eat his hat” if Franklin is not identified as “at least a close collaborator”. Love it!

12 Comments leave one →
  1. March 24, 2015 3:09 am

    That’s pretty funny. Amazing she never gave herself away. Those were the good old days when you could keep authorship a secret unlike these days when barely a month after Robert Galbraith published everyone knew it was J.K. Rowling.

    • March 24, 2015 8:06 am

      It is amazing … I was thinking the same thing. We are probably more nosy and relentless these days and, as we know, our privacy is shot. Then again, Franklin was so careful she even wrote about B of BB in the third person in her diary. I love that de Brune was fairly confident in 1933 that it was her, but in 1954 it still wasn’t certain. That’s impressive!

  2. March 24, 2015 2:42 pm

    Three years later, in 1936 MF cemented her place as the foremost writer of bush literature with All That Swagger. Interestingly, in awarding her the Prior Prize the judges noted that “Miles was widely believed to be the author of the Brent books” (Roe, p.358). All That Swagger, which followed on from the Brent books as another family saga, was far more acceptable to publishers than the earlier works under her own name, may of them at that time still unpublished, because it fitted the prevailing bush stereotypes, that is, it was book about men that appealed to men.

    • March 24, 2015 2:59 pm

      Thanks wadholloway … I have another post scheduled for early tomorrow in which I briefly mention All that swagger. It seems to me that everyone was pretty sure it was she, but she never admitted it. One can imagine that it was a game everyone was playing! I love the fact that in her own diaries she writes about Brent of Bin Bin …

  3. March 24, 2015 8:49 pm

    The whole time we were discussing this today, I thought her name was “Brenda Bin Bin”.

    • March 24, 2015 9:58 pm

      Haha, Hannah, I guess I can understand that, Brent of Bin Bin is not what you’d expect.

  4. Meg permalink
    March 25, 2015 8:56 am

    I have Prelude to Waking by Brent of Bin Bin, and on the back cover a review: The ‘Melbourne Herald’ claimed that Brent was either a “‘genius of the Feuchtwanger(?) type or a very old man dwelling in the long past that he has loved”. I always assumed, and must have been told, that Brent was Miles Franklin.

    • March 25, 2015 2:27 pm

      Thanks Meg … I’ve seen references to the “Feuchtwanger type” too – it may have been the Melbourne Herald reference in Trove, but I don’t recollect. I don’t fully understand the reference. There was a Jewish novelist called Feuchtwanger – maybe there’s something about his style and approach? I wondered if it was a sly comment on a pseudonym but I don’t think that’s the case.

      • ian darling permalink
        March 26, 2015 8:55 pm

        Brent Of Bin Bin’s adventures of Tin Tin! Reminds me a little about the puzzle over the identity of the author of the B Traven novels.

        • March 26, 2015 9:38 pm

          Tin Tin, haha Ian. I haven’t heard of B Traven. Sounds like there’s a story there I need to check out.

        • ian darling permalink
          March 27, 2015 1:40 am

          Traven books include the original novel version of Treasure Of Sierra Madre. I think he wrote round about the 1930s perhaps a little after the Bin Bin books.

        • March 27, 2015 9:43 am

          Ah, that puts him in context, thanks Ian. I think Franklin wrote the Brent of Bin Bin books in the 1930s but they were published over a couple of decades! At least that’s what I read in on one source.

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