It is difficult to fancying oneself Cathy with one's head in a bag

Vogue republishes a 1961 essay by the recently-deceased Joan Didion on self-respect which contains this unvaluable piece of advice and Brontë mention all-in-one:

That kind of self-respect is a discipline, a habit of mind that can never be faked but can be developed, trained, coaxed forth. It was once suggested to me that, as an antidote to crying, I put my head in a paper bag. As it happens, there is a sound physiological reason, something to do with oxygen, for doing exactly that, but the psychological effect alone is incalculable: it is difficult in the extreme to continue fancying oneself Cathy in Wuthering Heights with one's head in a Food Fair bag.

A Brontë mention on episode four of And Just Like That... (you know, the Sex and the City sequel) as quoted in Decider (an many others):

While she was there, she noticed an envelope resting by her bed, and after opening, it was revealed to be a goodbye letter from Stanford.
“Dearest Carrie, by the time you read this I’ll be in Tokyo.
I couldn’t tell you — not without crying,” the letter read in part. “And you have had enough crying.
Stanford’s husband (and best friend of Charlotte) Anthony Marentino (Mario Cantone) was not far behind at the door, sharing a few details as he blasted Carrie for taking up cigarettes again.

“You’re smoking?” Anthony prodded.
“Stanford’s in Japan?” Carrie fired right back.
“That’s Ashley,” he explained. “The 17-year-old Long Island TikTok star he manages. She’s huge in Asia. She asked him to go on tour with her. I do not get her, but then I’m old, gay and not Japanese.”
“Well fine, good, sayonara,” Carrie said. “But why the dramatic note? ‘By the time you read this, I’ll be in Tokyo.’ Who is he, the lost Bronte sister?” (Fletcher Peters)

Oregon Artswatch highlights the streaming of Cygnet Radio Hour's Withering Looks, available until January 31th: 

Want to talk about strong characters? Lets talk about the literary Brontë sisters, and lit-class melodrama, and the joys of radio-style theater from a woman-run company – in this case, Portland’s Cygnet Productions, led by Louanne Moldovan. In Cygnet Radio Hour: “Withering Looks” adds humor and madness to the traditional Brontë trope, Amy Leona Havin writes that the takeoff on Wuthering Heights “flips the story on its head with … a humorous radio-hour satire developed as a stage play by Maggie Fox and Sue Ryding of England’s LipService Theatre.” Havin adds: “Withering Looks satirizes and anatomizes the story ‘in the name of both feminism and fun,’ making the obvious even more obvious and thereby bringing hilarity to some otherwise overly melodramatic plot points.” The cast is led by the excellent duo of Luisa Sermol and Vana O’Brien, and – o seasonal gift – is streaming free through Jan. 31. (Bob Hicks)

Caitlin Lovinger in the New York Times kind of reviews the NYT's puzzle by Michael Lieberman:

Finally, I got a kick out of the one visual pun in the clue set: BR on one line, TE just beneath: BR ON TE, or BRONTE.

The Independent (Ireland) announces that:

New Year's Eve
Jane Eyre
BBC2, 12.30pm
Michael Fassbender smoulders as Mr Rochester in Cary Joji Fukunaga’s handsome retelling of Charlotte Brontë’s gothic novel. With Mia Wasikowska. (Paul Whitington and Sheena McGinley)

Feminism in India interviews the journalist Harshita Kumari: 

FII: What do you like to do when not writing about gender and social justice?
Harshita Kumari: I am a big time foodie, so I love cooking and eating, a lot. I am also fond of reading, it has been my oldest love – Wuthering Heights and Fountainhead are my favourite re-read books. To unwind, I listen to Hozier and Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan.

Also in India, The Times of India lists some of the most memorable Christmas in literature and for some bizarre reason, Wuthering Heights it is mentioned:

Catherine has just returned to the manor after recovering from an injured ankle. The house is preparing for Christmas but Heathcliff has hidden himself from Catherine, as Nelly, our narrator, ponders:

“Under these circumstances I remained solitary. I smelt the rich scent of the heating spices; and admired the shining kitchen utensils, the polished clock, decked in holly, the silver mugs ranged on a tray ready to be filled with mulled ale for supper; and above all, the speckless purity of my particular care—the scoured and well-swept floor. I gave due inward applause to every object, and then I remembered how old Earnshaw used to come in when all was tidied, and call me a cant lass, and slip a shilling into my hand as a Christmas-box; and from that I went on to think of his fondness for Heathcliff, and his dread lest he should suffer neglect after death had removed him: and that naturally led me to consider the poor lad’s situation now, and from singing I changed my mind to crying. It struck me soon, however, there would be more sense in endeavouring to repair some of his wrongs than shedding tears over them: I got up and walked into the court to seek him.”

The power of the uniforms in the Dallas Morning News:

As I grew up, I admired police officers in their uniforms and priests in their collars, ordinary people with extraordinary power. It is one reason why I entered the school building each day during my career wearing a tie. I wanted to be a role model for my students: professional, a teacher, the Lone Ranger helping kids become better readers, writers and people. I wanted to protect children from the kryptonite of vulgarity and surround them with Toni Morrison, Robert Frost, Hamlet, Atticus Finch, Jane Eyre, Emily Dickinson. (Christopher de Vinck)

Gawker has an article on Jean Rhys:

Rhys, at this point, is not in any particular danger of being forgotten. Wide Sargasso Sea, her final novel, is a fixture of postcolonial and feminist literature courses. The contours of her long and difficult life — Caribbean childhood, alcoholism, affairs, poverty, two incarcerated husbands, the death of an infant son, a long fallow period when she was believed to be dead, success at last when Wide Sargasso Sea came out in 1966 — continue to fascinate. (Mariah Kreutter)

iLeón (Spain) interviews the author Javier Pérez:

Confiesa su devoción por autores del Este de Europa y de Centroeuropa como Stanislaw Lem, Tolstoi, Goncharov, Kundera, Schlink, Kohut, Krleza, los hermanos Strugatski o Jünger, reprochándose el abandono de la literatura hispanoamericana, salvo Borges, Carpentier, García Márquez y otros tres o cuatro. "Recuerdo con especial afecto a varios autores en lengua inglesa: Nathan Hill y Steve Toltz, entre los modernos, Jane Austen y Emily Brontë, entre los antiguos. (Manuel Cuenya) (Translation)

Filmtotaal (Netherlands) highlights Emily as one of the 2022's most awaited films:

De film gaat over het ingebeelde leven van een van 's werelds beroemdste auteurs, Emily Brontë. Ze is een rebel en een buitenbeentje, terwijl ze haar kracht vindt en de literaire klassieker Wuthering Heights schrijft. (Bram De Groot) (Translation)

The Eyre Guide publishes the eleventh chapter of The Jane Eyre Files podcast.