From Oedipus and Moses

The Province reviews the performances of Blake Morrison's We Are Three Sisters in Vancouver:

Although it shamelessly rips off Chekhov, the play and United Players' production offer an entertaining look at these remarkable siblings.
We Are Three Sisters drops us into the Brontës' Yorkshire home in the 1840s when the sisters were secretly writing and publishing under male pseudonyms. Like Chekhov's Three Sisters, the play features a pompous schoolmaster, a promising brother who wastes his life over an unworthy woman, and sisters yearning to leave the provinces for the distant capital. (Jerry Wasserman)

The New Statesman reviews A Child of One's Own by Rachel Bowlby which includes the following statement:

One could say that the Oedipus narrative gave us Wuthering Heights where the Moses story resulted in Jane Eyre; or at least that between them can be found the spectrum of objective and subjective narrative possibilities. (Rachel Cusk)

The Edwardsville Intelligencer interviews a local professor:

Most of us have read or seen adaptations of Victorian literature – think Charles Dickens, Oscar Wilde and the Brontë sisters. Even if you’ve never read one of their books or seen a film adaptation, their names are solidly fixed in popular culture. (Aldemaro Romero quoting Dr. Helena Gurfinkel)

The Independent (Ireland) reviews the novel This House is Haunted by John Boyne:

In boldly entering the territory of classic Victorian ghost stories, it pays a courtly nod to past masters, with deliberate echoes of Dickens (a minor character here), Henry James and the Brontës. Then, uncursed by postmodern cleverness, it brings the reader into its world with an absolutely straight bat.

The Rural (Australia) talks about... rural writers:

So-called regional writers – of which Alice Munro, from western Ontario, is counted among their number – are renowned for producing works that derive intensively, in varied ways, from the localities in which they were raised or have chosen to settle, yet are of universal appeal. Think, for instance, of Harper Lee in the American south, the Brontë sisters in Yorkshire, or even of Raymond Chandler's murky vision of Los Angeles. (Roger Stitson)

The writer Tim Fountain offers convincing advice in Gay Times (warning: strong language):

Avoid gloryhole sex, aged 14, en route to the Brontë Parsonage Museum, Haworth. It’ll scar you for life.

actusf (in French) interviews the writer Tim Powers:

Actusf : Quels sont vos auteurs du XIXe siècle favoris ?
Tim Powers : Et bien, c’est plutôt vaste comme siècle ! Si je mets de côté la poésie, je dirais Edward John Trelawny, Robert Louis Stevenson, Mark Twain, les sœurs Brontë et bien sûr Charles Dickens. (Interview by Arthur Morgan and Stephen Barillier) (Translation)

Rodrigo Fresán reviews Jeffrey Eugenides The Marriage Plot in Página 12 (Argentina):

Y si en Las vírgenes suicidas (1993) las trágicas y adolescentes y muy bronteísticas hermanas Lisbon acaban optando por la autoeliminación como punto de partida para un mito que suplantará a vidas inocurrentes[.] (...)
Aquel “Lector, me casé con él” en las últimas páginas de Jane Eyre es, claro, una tentación. (Translation)

Austen Authors looks for things that Charlotte Brontë and Jane Austen have in common; Nadaness in Motion posts about Wuthering Heights.