Life Without Bullet Points

Should I write you a list? Is that what writers are meant to do these days? Elaborate concoctions with rules and guidelines, the do’s and don’t’s. Should I pick a nice round number of ways to make it through your … Continue reading

Will this matter a year from now?

I collect minutes like stray pennies. I tuck them into my pockets, uncovering them every so often then tossing them away without a care. Because it’s just a penny, after all. One cent. One minute. Sixty little seconds. I forget … Continue reading

The Virgin & The Vagrant: The Delayed Dream

Today marks the return to the Virgin & the Vagrant series I began with Cory Copeland almost a year ago. With hopeful eyes and impatient hearts, we’re writing on the dreams that don’t always seem to come true the way … Continue reading

5 Things I Learned from Fanny Price

{Gentlemen, even though this post is based on a Jane Austen novel, it was not written solely for the ladies.}

I adore Jane Austen. We had a bit of a rough beginning, but after I finally finished Pride & Prejudice that first time, I fell deeply in love with her words and stories and characters and never looked back. I wish I could be best friends with Elizabeth Bennet. Most days, I see myself in Elinor Dashwood. I am exasperated and entertained by Emma Woodhouse. I weep and cheer for Anne Elliot. I believe Catherine Morland might be one of my younger sisters. And we can’t forget her heroes: Austen does write very dashing, lovely, swoon-worthy heroes. Her stories are delightful, her writing is clever, and I could read each of her novels over and over without hesitation.

Save one…

I cannot like Mansfield Park. Granted, I’ve only truly read it once, but it was a difficult read. It seems rather more dark than the others; more serious than lighthearted. It isn’t something that I long to get lost in. And I think the main reason for this is the trouble I have with Fanny Price.

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