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Why Jane Austen? by Rachel Brownstein

Why Jane Austen? – Rachel M. Brownstein
Columbia University Press, 2011
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I am sure many of you know about my devotion to the books by Jane Austen, how whichever way I turn, I will always, sooner or later, return to them, reread them, search for new passages that strike me. My reading of these books may not be as clever as Nicola or Carolyn, but I do always enjoy my forays into Austenland.

Rachel Brownstein, an English professor at Brooklyn College, in her Why Jane Austen? explores the many ways of reading Austen through the ages and tries to answer why we still read and should read her, by looking at the many reconstructions of her life, the language and themes in her work, her possible influences and her fandom. She does so in ways that I haven’t come across before. For example, when Brownstein turns to Jane Austen’s life, she does not simply retell her life story, but rather discusses why her life story seems to be of such importance to us. How again and again we try to reconstruct it from the tiny amount of source material left to us.

We read about other people, in biographies and novels, looking for bad or good examples, trying to escape out own lives and seeking models that might help us improve them. Master shapers of narratives about lives and selves, novelists are promising biographical subjects, women novelists most of all: the lives of Bronte and Eliot and Woolf, of George Sand, Izak Dinesen, Colette, and Edith Wharton continue to be chewed over. We read about them to learn how they came to be succesful – and what their love lives were like. In the case of Jane Austen, the record is skimpy and full of holes, and there is no strong story line. A writer from girlhood, she had to have written a great many more letters than remain.

This lack of source material, in turn, leads to reading the novels as sources for her life, or as Brownstein says: “The novels are the lens through which we look at the life and read the letters of the writer”. Her exploration of the many ways in which these novels have functioned as lenses, in which her letters have been interpreted, are fascinating.

The parts discussing questions of her life and authorship, as well as the parts that discussed the themes and language in her novels through close reading, were the chapters that I found most interesting. Brownstein managed to convey what I so love in Austen, but that I never yet managed to put into words myself. The ways in which nowadays Austen is seen as a romance writer, and how

Austen’s critique of selfishness and greed and a society that measured human worth and human relationships in terms of land and money somehow got lost in the course of all of this.

Or Brownstein’s fascinating observations on how in Pride and Prejudice, the voice of narrator and character are often mixed, so that as a reader you are unsure if you are hearing Austen’s observations on Elizabeth, or Elizabeth’s thoughts herself – which makes you feel more connected to Elizabeth at the same time.

There was much of interest in Brownstein book, but I felt it suffered from two things. First, Brownstein spends a large part of this book discussion books by other authors: Austen contemporaries, but also authors and books that preceded Austen, as well as book inspired (in part) by Austen. Not the sequels, but books like Atonement. I had some problems with understanding exactly what was the relevance of the discussion of all these authors and books preceding and succeeding Jane. But perhaps this is merely my ignorance speaking, as I am sure that academically speaking these texts are relevant when compared to the work of Jane, or when read as allusions to each other. However, as an unschooled person in the arts of literary analysis, it seemed to me that Brownstein did not always succeed in arguing the case of relevance for her discussion of these authors and texts. And quite frankly, parts of the discussion of these texts left me feeling bored and it often made me put the book down for a while. I even for a second thought to myself: “Perhaps it is not so bad that I didn’t decide to study literature – if this is what I would have had to read endlessly.” However, at the same time, I feel it is only fair to note that for a text written by an academic, Brownstein did a tremendous job at keeping this book accessible to academics and non-academics alike. She uses little to no technical terms which made that I could understand (almost – given that I’m not sure I gathered the relevance of all the texts she compares Austen to) everything she was trying to convey.

The second problem I had with the book was that Brownstein at times seems rather dismissive, or, dare I say? elitist. Sometimes explicit, but never overly so, it was mostly a feeling I received throughout reading Why Jane Austen. Let me try to illustrate this: For one, Brownstein obviously feels the recent mania surrounding Jane Austen misinterpreteds, or even forgets about, the texts. She does not condemn the movies per se, but she clearly does not enjoy them herself. I have no problem with this. I enjoy watching the movies, but I do appreciate how in movies, much of the original text gets lost. However, at times I felt she too easily dismissed the form of fandom that surrounds Jane Austen right now. As if people who read the follow ups to her novels misunderstand the true meaning of her works. As if not reading Jane Austen stories for their literary merit makes it the wrong kind of reading. I often feel these prequels, sequels and rewrites are not that enjoyable, or really couldn’t be called Austen-inspired except for the names, but I find she dismisses the whole group of them too easily.

Even if I could in part agree with the criticism summarised above, I felt Brownstein became elitist in her assertion that Austen’s novels “do not work well as escape reading” when “read well with any degree of attention”. This surprised me, really, because it seems to suggest that when read with proper attention, Austen could not be considered escape reading and that people who consider her novels an escape, are at that moment misreading her or not reading her work right. I do sometimes read Austen as an escape, not always for the storyline of romance that has been superimposed on many of her novels (I do agree with that observation), but precisely because of the setting, the characters, the themes and the social critique, combined with the love stories that I enjoy. It is the fact that Austen’s novels can be read and enjoyed on so many levels, that make her work worthwhile for me, even after having read most book more than thrice. And I do sometimes feel other people read and interpreted her work, or her characters, completely different than I do, but I think that is what makes comparing these readings interesting. And considering that Rachel Brownstein sets out to discuss the many ways in which Austen has been read through time, it struck me as weird that she ends with something that could almost be called derisive of the ‘simple’ readings of Austen.

Why Jane Austen? was a slow read, sometimes hard to follow, although Rachel Brownstein always managed to keep her text accessible to scholars and non-scholars alike. I am glad I read the book, especially for the parts that concerned themes and style of Austen’s writing, but I was a little put off by her seemingly elitist interpretation of the worth of Austen’s novels. Nevertheless, I would recommend this to those who like me, would like a peek into the world of academic discussions on Austen, and are looking for a more thorough understanding of the language and style of Austen.

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Comfort Reading

Comfort reading is a very broad concept to me. I never realised this. Last year (I cannot believe it has been almost a year already!) when I was in Sweden, alone and homesick those first few weeks, I read YA book after YA book, until I became so fed up with them that I never bothered to review them all. Young Adults books can be real pleasures, but reading too many at a time can have them become predictable, especially if, like I did, you concentrate on only vampire-ish fiction.

After that, I became slightly obsessed with Jane Eyre. I guess that mood lasted. I cannot help but feel lately that all I wish to do is reread Jane Eyre. But this is the thing with blogging, it makes you keep track of your reading. And ever since I started writing about what I read, I want to keep doing that – even if I am rereading a book. But can I really reread Jane Eyre when it has been only eight months since I read it twice, or wait a minute, three times in a row?

Lately I am reading many many books at a time. This has several reasons: I listen to one while running, I am reading for the Feminist Classics project, I read on the couch at night but prefer my ereader in bed, etcetera. There is no clear pattern and there are few books that truly seem to engage me. Like Ana mentioned in a blog post of hers last week, if I read a book I really really like, I usually wait to long to write about it and I forget too much to actually make a proper post. I was never big on note-taking while reading and most of the time I simply remembered enough to write about the books, but now I feel like I may as well review the books I never got around to last year, since they are about as fresh in my mind.

Back to comfort reading. The only books that I feel are safe enough to explore at the moment – I often feel some books are too complicated, or perhaps too harsh and bitter and angry and sad – are those I at this moment consider my true comfort reads: Books in line of Henrietta’s War (Bloomsbury Group books), or Virago Modern Classics (Elizabeth and her German Garden was simply wonderful), or Persephone’s or well.. you’ll understand what I mean. They are gentle. I think gentle is the perfect word for them. They do contain problems, bitterness even, but the characters are often so easy to feel compassionate with, to identify with, and their settings never get cruel in a black-and-white thriller & horror movie manner.

Oh, and anything Jane Austen related. Rewrites if they are good enough, books about her life and work. But the problem with Jane Austen’s original works at this moment is that I know them too well, and sometimes familiarity can be a problem. I am longing for that passionate feeling, that feeling of “oh wow, Mr. Darcy” or even just “oh wow, I cannot possibly put this novel down in the upcoming three hours.” I love my comfort reads, but a lot of them are comfort reads at this moment when I have little time for reading because they are also okay to put down for a while. I would like to be caught up in a book once again, feel I need to read it NOW. But perhaps this will have to wait for more quiet times.

What I am currently reading:

Ashes, Ashes by Jo Treggiari
I am listening to this while running. It was on offer for free a few weeks ago from here. I thought it would be nice to listen to a Young Adult book while running, nothing too complicated. But ugh, those scenes about the pox and the turtle that refuses to be killed make me feel sick to my stomach.

The Second Sex by Simone de Beauvoir
I am reading this for the Feminist Classics Project. I was supposed to host the discussion on this in July, but only one person managed to finish the book in time. I am not sure I will finish it by the end of August. It is interesting. Simone de Beauvoir is clearly a very smart person. But she is also very hard to follow at times. Plus, and I’m sorry to say it, this book is loooong.

Between the Woods and the Water by Patrick Leigh Fermor
This book is a gem. I am forever grateful to Danielle for making me aware of this author. His travels in Eastern Europe on the brink of the Second World War – fascinating. It is not a fast read though, it needs time and dedication. Almost feels a little like meditation.

Tender Morsels by Margo Lanagan
I wanted YA with dept. I think that is what I am finding here, if this is even YA, does anyone know? The writing style is beautiful. But I am a little scared for the scene. You know, that scene, that everyone talks about when they review this book. I really need to start reading this again. Writing about it makes me feel I neglected it this past week.

Why Jane Austen? by Rachel Brownstein
When I saw Teresa was reading this on goodreads, I hurried over to netgalley to request my own copy. Teresa has recently reviewed it. I just started reading (have read 30 pages) and find it very interesting. But also a slow read, lots of literary theory so far.

Consequences by E.M. Delafield
Last night when I was still awake at 3 am, I did not really feel like continuing in “Why Jane Austen”, so I reached for a Persephone. Ah – these books are true wonders. I am only 15 pages in, but I feel like I just know I am going to love this. I know it will be bitter. It is the setting and period I love. Lately, novels set in 1900-1920 seem the thing for me. I never really understood people’s obsession with the period, now I cannot get enough.

See my problem here? I am reading too much at a time. Some of these books I am enjoying too little, but most of them I really like. But for those I cannot find the time they truly merit.

What are you reading this Sunday?