hot men...leave the page now.
enter jane austen. yes...i went there.
now that you are here austen, i finally have the chance to tell you what i think of you.
you. are. boring. me. out. of. my. mind.
i am currently reading emma.
humour, rhetorical balance, satire....whatever. i see that your work is classic, cleverly weaved and symmetrical in writing. but, you repeat the same thing about a million times on one page.
exhibit A: "No, indeed - we are not at all in a bad air. Our part of London is so very superior to most others! - You must not confound us with London in general, my dear sir. The neighbourhood of Brunswick Square is very different from almost all the rest. We are so very airy! I should be unwilling, I own, to live in any other part of the town; - there is hardly any other that i could be satisfied to have my children in: - but we are so remarkably airy! - Mr Wingfield thinks the vicinity of Brunswick Square decidedly the most favourable as to air."
oh really isabella woodhouse? is that what your doctor thinks? i wouldn't have guessed it or believed you unless you said it ten thousand times...so lucky you did huh?! you are just as annoying as your stupid sister emma.
pedantic writing...is a pet hate of mine. so...as i have finished your book, as soon as i am done with studying you...i will discard your book to sleep with the fishes and never touch it again.
but then again, i have never re-read a book ever.
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