You all believe that, right?
But, it’s true. This by no means is intended to suggest that I routinely apply everything I learned, or that my sage works of fiction stand like obelisks in an honored row, extolling the greatness of Austen’s prose. Certainly, they do not.
But they would if I could.
And that sounds vaguely like a book by Dr. Seuss.
And it continues to be true that whenever I feel stuck or morose or absolutely, positively persuaded that I am biologically incapable of successfully stringing any list of words together to express a coherent thought, I retreat to my vault of well-worn Austen novels.
Short of that, I’ll amuse myself by exchanging prolix text messages with the Anglican Priest who lives next door. He, too, is a true Janeophile—and he does a very credible impression of Mr. Collins.
It must be the uniform….
Such is the present, unhappy state of affairs in the dank and somber world of AMFA, who now seeks any handy diversion that succeeds in preventing her from putting her butt in the chair and commencing work on her next book. Cue Kelly Smith….
To wit, I have this wonderful, new-to-me, gizmo called SoundCloud. It allows me to add audio files to my blog. For me, this is the technological equivalent of scissors, a plastic bag, and a book of matches.
“Gosh…I wonder what I can do with THESE???”
If you’re still reading, you’re about to find out.
I’m certain it would’ve made more sense for me to read from one of my own books…but to quote Sir. William Lucas, “You cannot refuse to dance, I am sure when so much beauty is before you.”
So dance, I must. And what better partner to have for this, my first audio outing, than Chapter One of what, arguably, is the greatest English language novel?
And let me just add this: if you haven’t yet read Pride and Prejudice, do yourself, your mind, your heart, and your soul the very great service of picking it up at once. You can even get it for free in eBook format, thanks to the wonderful minions at Project Gutenberg. And here’s a handy link:
But if you’re like me, you’ll want to hold it in your hands, turn it’s pages, and see all that lovely prose typeset in beautiful letterforms. My own, favorite copy, is the Oxford University Press edition, which enjoys the distinction of being “scholarly, handsome, and pleasingly illustrated with early nineteenth-century plates.”
I, too, like to think that I am pleasingly illustrated. However, my plates are more of the hand-thrown Jugtown Pottery variety.
I’ll only add that the snort (at 3:31) and jingling sound (at 4:44) you’ll notice in this recording are obbligato contributions added by my dog, Gracie. She was quick to point out that, like Miss Kitty Bennet, she does not cough for her own amusement.