Haven't done a books post yet, so here I go.
I've read one of each by the three sisters: Emily Brontë's
Wuthering Heights, Charlotte's
Jane Eyre, and Anne's
The Tenant of Wildfell Hall. And two by Jane Austen:
Pride and Prejudice (I felt like it was almost
required of me) and
Emma.
For me (but not for most people, according to asking around) Brontë trumps Austen. Wishy-washy acoustic coffee-shop music is
not enough for me, but something with lots of bass and strong vocals
is. In the same way, Austen, while pleasant,
isn't enough, but Brontë's dark gothic plots
are. I'm not sure if that made sense. Okay lemme try again:
The worst thing that can happen in an Austen book is an uncomfy social situation, but in a Brontë it's eternal damnation/lifelong unhappiness/doom spanning generations. For me, the latter's just more entertaining. When I express these views to Jane Austen girls they give me this look of disgust and say that I'm "sadistic."
Which I am okay with.
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The one on the far left reminds me of that hobbit. Merry, I think. |