James Walton

Strange bedfellows: Charles Dickens and the popstar Prince

Nick Hornby yokes the two in an enjoyable jeu d’esprit – but, apart from troubled childhoods and prodigious energy, the thing they really share is Hornby’s admiration

By his death, Charles Dickens had written four million words of fiction, decades’ worth of journalism and more than 14,000 letters. In his spare time he walked 12 miles a day. [Getty Images] 
issue 05 November 2022

One test of how famous a writer has become, I’d suggest, is what jeux d’esprit they’re allowed to publish. By this criterion, Nick Hornby still has some distance to go before he matches Haruki Murakami, who in 2020 gave us Murakami T – a fully illustrated guide to his own T-shirts. Even so, Dickens and Prince is as strange as it sounds: an extended essay yoking together a 19th-century British novelist and a recently deceased African-American popstar.

At the start, Hornby says he won’t be looking for ‘uncanny similarities’ between the two – which might make you wonder why they’re in the same book. Or at least it would if he didn’t spend the rest of the time looking for them anyway.

In this quest, he’s on his most solid ground when stressing his subjects’ almost otherworldly levels of productivity. Over the not-untypical 30 months from February 1837, Dickens serially published the whole of Oliver Twist and Nicholas Nickleby – around half a million words – keeping both plots and sets of characters in his head simultaneously.

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