I am FINALLY done with that book!!!!!!!!!
I feel liberated.
I feel overjoyed.
I feel like I want to burn my own bra.
I finished it two days ago, but took some time to let it digest before I wrote this post. I’m sorry. I understand that Austen’s works are revered as a socioeconomic and political glimpse at life during the Victorian era but seriously! They had NOTHING better to do? It was all “who had this fortune,” “how much could they live off of,” “who was eligible for marriage.” No real plot was to be found in the book just the main characters sitting around, going to dances, worrying about who came calling and when. Even shows on Bravo have better plot lines. I understand that at that time, there was nothing but status to really keep one in the right circles but it just got so old. It was slammed in your face every other page, reminders that fortune and property were valued almost more than the individual.
Marianne was selfish, rude, materialistic, and a feckin drama queen. Who (?!?!?!?!) makes themselves ill almost to the point of death over the THOUGHT that someone MIGHT propose only to find out that you really weren’t dating at all and it was all in your head. How utterly ridiculous did I find her actions, as much as I found the narrative which read just as this sentence does in horrible way…I almost wanted her to die just so I didn’t have to see her ridiculous actions continue on.
Then, there were the endless gossip circles. Why didn’t any of these ladies just pick up a book. Didn’t the gossip get old? Didn’t they run out of things to gossip about? Eventually all the ladies were married. Did they move on to the next generation? Maybe I have lived in a small town for too long and become jaded by the gossip that sometimes occurs in a small town, but this was just too much. So many things were fueled by the gossip. Maybe that’s what Austen intended – to show how a giant game of English Countryside Telephone would potentially kill a young girl?
I seriously doubt that I, in a past life, lived during this era. If I did, I hope I was a man. They at least got to do more exciting things.
I know I have Pride and Prejudice in the pile. I think I will put that one off for a little while longer, unless it has more of a plot and characters I can actually care about. Now, I’m off to be scared by Mr. Koontz…