Top Ten Tuesday is a meme hosted by The Broke and the Bookish. They’re fond of lists over there, and so came up with the brilliant idea to post Top Ten Lists prompts ever week. So what I’ll be doing here is…making a list! Note: my list is not written in any particular order.
This week’s prompt: Let’s talk about other types of stories! Top Ten Favorite Movies or TV Shows! (can break it down to top ten favorite romance movies or comedy shows etc. etc.) Continue reading
I was recently in the mood to watch ‘Austenland’ again for the third time, and so I thought it would be fitting to write a post about Jane Austen. She will always be my favorite classical romance writer, and though not all of her novels were amazing, *cough* ‘Northanger Abbey’ *cough*, the characters Jane came up with are each unique and special in their own right. Even though there are no badly written characters in any of her stories – or in the ones I’ve read/watched anyways – I will admit to admiring some characters more than others. Continue reading
When I first decided to watch ‘The Fault in Our Stars,’ it wasn’t because I particularly wanted to, but because I figured it’d make for a good blog post. Then when I realized that it was harder than I had expected to take pictures of the movie screen, I thought I’d just give up on the movie altogether. However, when I tried to leave, I just couldn’t get my bottom off of the seat. Continue reading
by Shannon Hale
Genre: Women’s Fiction, Romance
Publication Date: May 29, 2007
Publisher: Bloomsbury USA
Synopsis: Jane Hayes is a seemingly normal young New Yorker, but she has a secret. Her obsession with Mr. Darcy, as played by Colin Firth in the BBC adaptation of Pride and Prejudice, is ruining her love life: no real man can compare. But when a wealthy relative bequeaths her a trip to an English resort catering to Austen-crazed women, Jane’s fantasies of meeting the perfect Regency-era gentleman suddenly become realer than she ever could have imagined.
Decked out in empire-waist gowns, Jane struggles to master Regency etiquette and flirts with gardeners and gentlemen; or maybe even, she suspects, with the actors who are playing them. It’s all a game, Jane knows. And yet the longer she stays, the more her insecurities seem to fall away, and the more she wonders: Is she about to kick the Austen obsession for good, or could all her dreams actually culminate in a Mr. Darcy of her own? Continue reading