Sunday, September 21, 2008
Of what we read this weekend...
What? One second you're in love, then you're fiance is secretly married to a werewolf, then your unknown uncle has been trying all along to break up the marriage then our old mystery guest, Mr. Mason, is the final straw to the end of the marriage. Then BAM she runs away, has a little brief moment where she's suddenly one with nature, then kind of drifts into an Into The Wild stumper where her dependence on nature is suddenly faltering and she must become a beggar then BAM she winds up in yet another mansion with yet another crowd of women and another head honcho. Repetitive much? She's so happy at the new manor (which btw was it really that common back then for people to just walk up to houses and beg for boarding?) and then we are kind of knocked off our little safe platform of the new house and blown into this new orphanage because the family has left. And now she is no longer happy. I feel like it's taking Bronte a lot of air to just get these small details in...and where she's headed, no one knows. But she is just beating around the bush. There used to be a time where the book was enthralling, but now it's just Bronte talking (unless of course she is trying to get us somewhere like if Adele ended up at this school ((somehow)) or Rochester tracks her down) and I'm slowly loosing interest.
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Is Bronte really "beating around the bush"? There seems to be some progress here. You're right to note the almost Emersonian oneness with Nature (of the casting of divine providence AS nature), but I'm not sure anyone could call Moor House a "mansion" (clearly, it's a much more humble, much more simple abode than Thornfield--and Diana and Mary are themselves employed as governesses). If you'd been in Jane's position, what would you have done (assuming, of course, that you share her repugnance for any relationship not grounded in equality). And if you were Bronte, where would you send her--perhaps into the arms of another potential suitor )(let's keep an eye on the St. John fellow). I'm sorry the book is "loosing" interest for you (don't you just hate typos?), but I think if you stick with it, you'll a level of satisfaction comparable to what you were experiencing prior to the revelation of Bertha.
Let me know if I'm right! (In the meantime, thanks for another perceptive post!).
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