Ramblings of a Jane Austen Addict... By Amy Power Everybody has one book that will bring back horrible memories of GCSE English. That one book which you read and read until you were sick of it. You watched the movie adaptations and analysed every paragraph just in case it should turn up in the exam. I have two of them – Thomas Hardy’s Far From The Madding Crowd and Lord of the Flies by William Golding (in fact I disliked the latter so much that I only read one chapter - luckily the chapter that came up in the exam!). I’m sure they’re British classics for a reason, but they just weren’t my cup of tea. I am a bit of a bookworm. My whole life I’ve loved reading and can sit for hours totally engrossed in a fictional world. It was never the reading I objected to, but having books forced on me. They were not the types of books I wanted to read, they were difficult to understand and the subject matter just didn’t grab me. I must confess to being a chick-lit lover. I know it’s the genre that the rest of the literary world like to look down upon, but I just don’t think you can get better than a good love story. It should come as no surprise then that I love Jane Austen. What I would give to meet a real-life Mr Darcy or Captain Wentworth! I never really spoke of my infatuation with any of my friends, thinking they would roll their eyes and make fun of me for getting lost in more made-up love stories as they often did. However, a few years ago the film adaptation of Pride and Prejudice was released and I went to see it with some friends. Whilst booking our tickets we all discussed how we loved the story and I realised that Jane Austen could never be put into the same category as chick-lit. I confessed to them that Jane Austen was actually a goddess to me and instead of laughing at me they all agreed.
Published on Dec 4, 2009
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