An interesting review of a Jane Austen book I’ve been meaning to get to. Pride & Prejudice is a truly excellent book, which I’ve read something like twenty times now, but for some reason I’ve read very little else of Austen’s works. I really do need to pick up my copy of Sense and Sensibility…
Jane Austen is chick lit.
Yeah, I know. So the next question is: Why is such a manly man of manliness like me reading this
Let’s get the manly credentials out of the way. The collection of her complete works that I’m reading belongs to my dad, a rather manly man, who read and enjoyed them very much. My brother, who is also quite manly, enjoy them too. And then there’s my good buddy the author, English scholar, and manly man who recommended them to me. So my manly credentials remain intact.
And second, most importantly, if something is good, it’s good, regardless if I’m a member of its so-called intended audience.
I recently finished reading Sense and Sensibility, Austen’s first novel, and let me tell you, it’s good. And I think men should read this book, and Jane Austen in general. Why?
Because…
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