Progress: 2 down, 38 to go
Which: Jane Eyre, Charlotte Brontë
I remember being forced to read Jane Eyre in high school and being completely shocked that I fucking adored it. I think its cardinal virtue is the consistency of its portrayal of Jane from childhood to adulthood. She feels acutely alive.
Not to put too fine a point on it, but: seriously.
I’m completely taken aback by how much I ended up loving this book. And Jane. I don’t mind that I’m only just now reading it, but I do mind that the movie’s not out for another month. Hee.
I knew before that chestnut tree split in two that I would need my own copy (low expectations had me reading the free iBooks version); you cannot be surprised this is the version I got. (:
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