Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte
So many books…. so little time. I swear every time I enter a book store or go to book club I see or hear about yet another book that I would love to read. The whole time I am making “wish lists” of books that I want to get to… I am very aware of all the amazing books that have been written years before I ever existed – but are words that I so want to soak in.
This book, Jane Eyre, would be one of those books. I am in awe of the books that are so at large today that were written, as this one was, in the 1800’s. An added bonus would be the amazing story of the author, Charlotte – who was not the only writer in her family – she was the eldest of the three famous Bornte sisters and lived a short life from 1816 – 1855. Her sister Emily, worte Wuthering Heights.
Jane Eyre is an extraordinary coming-of-age story featuring one of the most independent and strong-willed female protagonists in all of literature. Poor and plain, Jane Eyre begins life as a lonely orphan in the household of her hateful aunt. Despite the oppression sheendures at home, and the later torture of boarding school, Jane manages to emerge with her spirit and integrity unbroken. She becomes a governess at Thornfield Hall, where she finds herself falling in love with her employer—the dark, impassioned Mr. Rochester. But an explosive secret tears apart their relationship, forcing Jane to face poverty and isolation once again.
So again – in this world of books…. I am trying to squeeze time in for this one and am doing so by applying this book to my gym time: Eliptical and tread mill. I started yesterday and read the first 50 pages on the tread mill. I will write again at the end of the read.
Update July 9, 2009…. I have made my peace with Jane Eyre. I found this book hard to read, unlike her sisters work in Wuthering Heights. I think now that I have been reading Pride and Prejudice with Mr. Darcy, it makes my tollerance for Mr. Rochester in Jane Eyre even lower.
I have worked on this book off and on for 5 weeks now, granted only at the gym, yet I never could get it to flow for me. Perhaps this is one that may come off the shelf at another place and time, but as for now… I am done with Charlotte Bronte.