Jane Austen. She is my hero...ess. I admire her every time I open one of her literary masterstrokes. She was a brilliant writer. Her sense of humor was ever so subtle and yet, ever so pointed. She mocks like a lady. A friend once remarked that she imagined Jane Austen could insult someone in such a way that they thanked her for it. Unfortunately my best come backs are, "Oh yeah?! Well... You stink!" Oh Jane, if only I had a particle of your charm and burlesque.
So, I read Northanger Abbey recently. I watched the movie last year (starring Felicity Jones and JJ Fields) which has my favorite on-screen kisses EVER. Emma & I kept rewinding the kiss over and over and over...anyway... As I read the book I kept tripping over words trying to scramble to the kissing scene (which isn't in the book I'm afraid). I found it maddening how John Thrope and his horrid sister Isabella insisted on getting in the way. I loved how they annoyed me - it was a most delightful vexation.
It is said that Northanger Abbey is one of Jane Austen's lesser novels but I don't know why - except if lesser means not as long as Emma, Sense and Sensibility or Pride and Prejudice. It's short but no less brilliant, playful and anticipatory (did I use that in the right contexts? I'm trying to use new words but I'm not sure if I've got the hang of it - do tell me, dear reader, if my grammar is working properly).
Do take the time to read this lesser but no less captivating work of art. And then when you have finished, huddled under blankets on the sofa at 2:00 am, run out and get the movie...well, wait until the sun comes up...or you can watch it here immediately! Happy Abbey-ing!