Dear jane project

I was recently approached by the founder of another blog, entitled the Dear Jane Project, dedicated to celebrating the legacy of our beloved Miss Austen. I myself participated in this project by writing a letter to Jane, expressing (of course) my ardent love and admiration for her book and my irritation with our current world of Wickhams.

I love the reason for this project, and I encourage you all to participate in the project for yourselves. (And, if you feel like it, give my letter a read.)

Recent blog posts

hey, bartender

Beer, breweries, and bearded bartenders. What more does a girl need? 

if I could turn back time

To love with the almost certain knowledge of not being loved in return is brave. It is also, in this day and age, very unwise. 

unrequited

Unrequited love. Is there anything worse? 

not good enough

Can having high self-esteem conflict with our pride in damaging ways? When is "good enough," good enough?

what about bingley?

Sometimes readers scoff at Austenites and their consuming love for Mr. Darcy. Why? Because he was tactile, proud, and--let's be honest--rather rude. Instead, these readers and Darcy critics ask, what about Bingley?

no net ensnares me

When did dating become a game to see who can feign the most disinterest? (I warn you in advance that this post is overflowing with rhetorical questions.) 

the closed door

Today I ask the ridiculous, the impossible, the uncomfortable: If Darcy had never turned his proud ass around, might Elizabeth ever have regretted refusing Mr. Collins' marriage proposal? If marrying with affection never came to be, could Lizzy ever regret her choice?

the flâneuse herself

I recently had the pleasure of talking with Lauren Elkin, author of "Flâneuse: Women Walk the City." If you're at all interested in Elkin (she's a completely fabulous individual) and her work or the idea of a female "flâneur," check out my blog post on my university's website!