Monday, February 08, 2021

Monday, February 08, 2021 10:23 am by Cristina in , , , ,    No comments
 Writer Patricia Nicol picks her favourite books on 'romantic walks' for the Daily Mail.
'There was no possibility of taking a walk that day,' is the very first line of Jane Eyre, a character who after being led up one garden path, takes flight across the moors. Restless, mentally and physically, until she heeds the blinded Mr Rochester's desperate call for her, their reunion dawns on a scene of contentment: 'I led him out of the wet and wild wood into some cheerful fields.'
The Post and Courier reviews the novel The Broken Spine by Dorothy St. James.
Trudell “Tru” Beckett has never solved a homicide before. But she has read all about it. The small-town assistant librarian must call upon the deductive reasoning and bravery forged by a lifetime of reading to solve a murder in which she is the chief suspect in “The Broken Spine,” the first volume in the new Beloved Bookroom series by Mount Pleasant-based mystery novelist Dorothy St. James.
“I am a librarian,” Tru states. “Locked in my head are references to the characters of ‘Beowulf,’ ‘Jane Eyre,’ and all of Hemingway’s classics, as well as the heroes and heroines appearing in both the DC and Marvel universes and the major manga comics. It is my job to know all of these things. And what I don’t know, I can find the answer.” (Jonathan Haupt)
Insider NJ thinks Jane Eyre belongs to the 'new girl trope'.
Moreover, it blithely ignores the experience of “the new girl.”  You know, “the new girl!”  That trope we all know well, that explains the experience of being freshly acquainted to a culture that requires you to “sink or swim.”  It’s so ingrained in our culture that it’s been featured in literature for centuries: 
See Emma’s friend in the book Emma, by Jane Austen; Jane Eyre in Jane Eyre.  For modern examples, the show New Girl might be a good example of the fascination with women in unfamiliar surroundings, or perhaps the entire plotline of Mean Girls …  But I digress. (Koren Frankfort)
A columnist from El periódico (Spain) has written a moving tribute to her grandmother, who died recently.
 Y cómo leía, en su casa siempre había libros apilados en su silla de hacer costura. Y abrías un armario y estaba lleno de más libros. Cuando me llamaba me contaba qué leía, qué le gustaba (las hermanas Brontë, Wilkie Collins, Víctor Català), y mi tío y yo le llevábamos libros. (Natàlia Cerezo) (Translation)
'The Story Of ‘Poems by Currer, Ellis and Acton Bell’' on AnneBrontë.org. Jane Eyre vs. Shirley on JNG's Librairie.


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