What I want to know is, how does Charlotte Bronte keep lines like "Oh, Jane, you torture me!" (p. 298) and "Make my happiness -- I will make yours" (p. 299) from sounding like sentimental, hackneyed claptrap? Why do I thrill over this chapter (it miiiiiiiiight be my favorite) and find it not merely believable, but wholly delicious? It amazes me, I tell you. It's her first published novel, but it is almost startlingly good. In my humble opinion, anyway.
So anyway, my mar...
Published on August 26, 2016 13:38