Marie Corelli (1 May 1855 – 21 April 1924) was a British novelist. She was the best-selling woman writer of the early twentieth century in the United Kingdom, writing for a readership that looked for hope and thrills, mostly a female readership but from all classes.[1] Born Mary Mackay in London, she was the illegitimate daughter of a well known Scottish poet and songwriter, Dr. Charles Mackay, and his servant, Elizabeth Mills. In 1866, the 11 year old Mary Mackay was sent to a Parisian convent to further her education. She would only return to the United Kingdom four years later in 1870. Mary Mackay began her career as a musician, adopting the name Marie Corelli for her billing. She gave up music, turning to writing instead and in 1886 published her first novel, A Romance of Two Worlds. In her time, she was the most widely read author of fiction but came under harsh criticism from many of the literary elite for her overly melodramatic and emotional writing. Nevertheless, her works were collected by members of the British Royal Family, and by Winston and Randolph Churchill, amongst others. Professional critics deplored her books. Her difficult ego and huge sales inspired some quotable moments of spite. Grant Allen called her, in the pages of The Spectator, "a woman of deplorable talent who imagined that she was a genius, and was accepted as a genius by a public to whose commonplace sentimentalities and prejudices she gave a glamorous setting." James Agate represented her as combining "the imagination of a Poe with the style of an Ouida and the mentality of a nursemaid." A recurring theme throughout Corelli's books was her attempt to reconcile Christianity with reincarnation, astral projection and other mystical topics. Her books were a very important part of the foundation of today's New Age religion, some of whose adherents say that Corelli was "inspired". Her portrait was painted by Helen Donald-Smith. Corelli spent her final years in Stratford-upon-Avon. There, she fought hard for the preservation of Stratford's 17th-century buildings, and donated money to help their owners remove the plaster or brickwork that often covered their original timber framed facades.[2] Her eccentricity became legendary, however, and she caused much amusement by boating on the Avon in a gondola, complete with gondolier, that she had brought over from Venice. In his Autobiography, Mark Twain describes a visit he made to Corelli in Stratford and how it augmented his preexisting aversion to her personality. She died in Stratford and is buried there in the Evesham Road cemetery. Her house, Mason Croft, still stands on Church Street and is now the home of the Shakespeare Institute. Some have claimed that she was homosexual, because she shared her mansion with her lifelong friend Bertha Vyver. This fact may be countered by evidence of her passion in later years for Arthur Severn. Furthermore, the woman she lived with—characterized by gay activists as Corelli's "long-time companion"—was actually an adopted sister, an orphan whose appearance among Corelli's family as a small child fostered a lifelong friendship between the two women which was more filial than sapphic.[3]