Apr 25, 2007 14:15
Chuck Kinder recently told me I wrote like "a stoned Jane Austen" (I'm still not sure whether or not to take that as a compliment). When I confessed that I wasn't familiar with her, he forbade me from graduating until I'd read some of her work. Unfortunately, graduation was two weeks away at the time and he didn't have Pride and Prejudice onhand, so I went home with Wuthering Heights instead.
I actually enjoyed it more than I thought I would. I've always had difficulties wading through that really overblown English prose, but it was very twisted and compelling! However, it really doesn't do anything to dispel the image of the Brits as...well...frail. A character gets caught out in the rain? They fall ill with a deathly fever. Someone throws a temper tantrum? Deathly fever (Catherine has the most unbelieveable death I've ever come across). Socks got wet tromping through the moors? DEATHLY FEVER!
I couldn't help but think back on that book and laugh today, because it poured on me this morning. I was soaked down to my underwear when I got to work. Thankfully we have a ton of towels (animal bedding!), but if I were a Bronte or Austen character? DEATHLY FEVER.
pitt