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Revisiting the Brontës: Jane Eyre

‘Do you think I am an automaton? A machine without feelings? and can bear to have my morsel of bread snatched from my lips, and my drop of living water dashed from my cup? Do you think, because I am poor, obscure, plain, and little, I am soulless and heartless? You think me wrong!’


635F70C3-6EBB-47AB-8D69-892F1DA750EFI made it my goal this year to reread (and annotate) all the Brontë novels. It’s safe to say that won’t be happening. I’ve only managed two so far, leaving me with five. It’s doable, but I don’t want to dedicate the rest of the reading year to it, so I’ll carry it onto next year instead.

One of the challenges for this year’s #Victober was to re-read a Victorian classic, so, naturally, I chose Jane EyreIt’s my favourite book of all time. My comfort book. The one I can return to time and time again, never growing bored, and always taking away something new from it. It’s my third time rereading it. I somehow loved it even more this time round.

As usual, the remaining chapters is what makes the book so special to me. It might seem weird to say, but I feel privileged to have witnessed Jane’s journey through life. Charlotte told the story in a way that allowed me to build a relationship with our protagonist. I felt what she felt; I craved what she craved; and I was desolate when she was desolate. It probably has something to do with the type of character Jane is: she’s ordinary. Just like any other. She isn’t a distant, middle-class character; she is very much present in the real world.

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Reading Update #1:

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Reading wrap-ups are outdated. I’m bored of them. Reading updates are my new thing. Every two weeks, I’m going to post one of these. It’s a much longer post where I actually chat about the books I’ve read, rather than just presenting the name, my rating and the synopsis.

I started October with my all-time favourite book: Jane Eyre. I’m taking part in #Victober this year, and one of the challenges was to re-read a Victorian classic, so I chose my fave after my trip to Haworth last month. Jane Eyre follows the titular character through life, journeying from childhood to adulthood, from poverty to wealth, from loneliness to love. It is such an enchanting read.

The main reason I picked this up was to rekindle my passion for Victorian literature. My Masters, despite how much I enjoyed it, really killed my love for this period. It was just nonstop. I needed a well-deserved break from it. It lasted for a few months, but I started to miss it. Victorian literature is My Thing. Jane Eyre kickstarted my relationship with Vic lit, so I was hoping it would do it again.

It did, to some degree, but I’m not completely there yet.

Nevertheless, I loved my re-read. I love how Charlotte Brontë tells a story. Jane is a brilliant character; she defies the expectations of a Victorian woman and does so unashamedly. My favourite part of the book, as always, is reading about her and Rochester’s relationship. The final 50 pages? B.E.A.U.T.I.F.U.L.

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bookish excursions:

Late last night, whilst scrolling through Instagram, I stumbled across a picture of Barter Books in Alnwick. I visited here in June, after spending a few days in Edinburgh, and visiting the Castle that featured in Harry Potter. Passing the shop, my dad eagerly calls my attention, telling me it’s one of best secondhand bookshops in England and that we should stop to check it out. I, of course, don’t disagree.

Anyway, back to the beginning, late last night, whilst scrolling through Instagram, it struck me that I’ve taken *so* many bookish excursions, visiting bookshops, author’s homes and places from film/tv adaptations and I want to shout about them. I’ve done similar posts before, where I take literary tours, but I wanted to share this nonetheless.


Barter Books, Alnwick:

Barter Books is a quirky, and very large, secondhand bookshop in Alnwick, quite near to Newcastle and the likes. It has roaring open fires, cosy armchairs, a little café, and dogs are welcome. It’s such a lovely little place.

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