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Toxic conspiracists, aka the real cabin fever, in The Telegraph:

I have a low tolerance for conspiracists at the best of times, and have ended taxi rides early and left rooms to avoid being enlightened about Princess Diana’s death, told “the truth” in hushed tones about JK Rowling – she’s just an actress impersonating an author – and scoffed at for believing it was actually Emily Brontë who wrote Wuthering Heights (when “everybody knows” that it was her older brother, Branwell.) (Celia Walden)

Many websites are excited with the possibility of seeing National Theatre productions like Jane Eyre on YouTube: ScoopSquare24, Frome Times, IBC, Quién, Jornal da Manhã, This is Reno, East Bay Times, The Irish Examiner, Observer Today, Awards Circuit, Verde News, Time Out, El Periódico, Business World, MaxMag, Playbill ...

Almost 170 years on, Charlotte Brontë’s story of the trailblazing Jane is as inspiring as ever. This bold and dynamic production uncovers one woman’s fight for freedom and fulfilment on her own terms.
This acclaimed re-imagining of Brontë's masterpiece was first staged by Bristol Old Vic in 2015 and transferred to the National Theatre in the same year with a revival in 2017.
During this unprecedented time, which has seen the closure of theatres, cinemas and schools, National Theatre at Home is providing access to content online to serve audiences in their homes. (John Baker in Gazette & Herald)

The Bookseller interviews the writer Malorie Blackman:

Caroline Carpenter: What was your favourite book as a teenager?
Jane Eyre by Charlotte Brontë, closely followed by Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier and The Murder of Roger Ackroyd by Agatha Christie.

The San Francisco Chronicle and re-reading the classics in corona times:

 When I was in college a million years ago, it was the beginning of the countercultural exhortation to “throw out all the dead white men” in the Western literary canon.  As one who leaped at every opportunity to rebel, I took the suggestion to heart and read all the African (Chinua Achebe, Wole Soyinka, et al.) and Latin American (Marquez, Borges, Jorges Amado) literature I could get my hands on and eschewed Dickens, Tolstoy, Proust and the like. I even avoided Jane Austen and Emily Brontë. Despite the fact that they weren’t men, they were both white and dead. (Barbara Lane) 

Milwaukee Magazine recommends songs:

“Bad Company” by Bad Company
“That’s why they call me bad company … bad company till the day I die,” I growl with a dramatic flick of the air guitar, before sanitizing my hands and cracking open my copy of Jane Eyre and a packet of earl gray for my afternoon teatime. (Archer Parquette)

Humour for the zoom/meet times in Campus Times:

We now know things that we could’ve gone our whole lives without knowing. We know that the guy who likes to mansplain gender issues in “Jane Eyre” doesn’t wash his hair and only owns one shirt (the Steely Dan arena tour t-shirt with chili stains). (Jane Pritchard and Stella Rae Wilkins)

The Cinemaholic discusses where Belgravia is filmed:

Country houses were quite the rage for the nobility back then. The idea behind the country house was to escape the problems of the bustling city (London) for a breath of fresh air. In many classic historical novels like ‘Jane Eyre’, or ‘The Importance of Being Earnest,’ country houses are often mentioned in the capacity of a leisure lair or as the guardian of family secrets. (Richy Jacob)

Lonely Planet recommends a virtual visit to Brontë-related places:

The Brontë sisters' homes
The countryside of Yorkshire and Derbyshire played a key role in inspiring the Brontës, the famous 19th-century literary family, to produce some of their most famous texts, including Wuthering Heights and Jane Eyre. Why not take an online tour of the sisters' homes and see if the experience gets your creativity flowing as well.

The New York Times reviews The Ancestor by Danielle Trussoni:

The castle’s copies of the Brontës, Ann Radcliffe, Wilkie Collins and, most tellingly, “Frankenstein” engender a love of reading in Bert that ultimately leads to the book we’re reading — an elegant touch of Gothic mirroring that multiplies our own pleasure even as Bert’s search becomes more urgent. (Carol Goodman)

Linkiesta (Italy) discusses the melancholic influenza-related literature:

Charlotte Brontë was the last to die of her sisters in childbirth. Another thing that almost makes you laugh today. But they declared tuberculosis and in any case they said he always coughed. Coughing never occurred to me as a child. All friends and companions always had a cough and I never, not even after influences. Some even had whooping cough for months at school and nobody looked at them badly. They then smiled in the class photo, before giving another cough. Today I am in quarantine, at the first mention. Today we know everything but some things we can't beat, even darker than this little monster. ( Benedetta Grasso ) ( Translation )

Living Cesenatico (Italy) and a top ten of novels to read at least once in a lifetime:

Cime Tempestose by Emily Brontë
Un romanzo romantico e maledetto, racconta la storia dell’amore tra Catherine e Heathcliff, cresciuti come fratelli ma appartenenti a classi sociali diverse. Fraintendimenti, convenzioni sociali, matrimoni di convenienza e sentimenti di gelosia e vendetta, danno luogo ad un amore assoluto, passionale, distruttivo. Imperdibile per veri romantici. (Translation)