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The Hunsford Bridge: A Pride and Prejudice Variation Novella
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July 8, 2026
A classic story with a very poetic touch!
I like this version, a remake of the famous Jane Austen. It’s literally strong and everything falls exactly into place!.
I received a free copy of this book via Booksprout and am voluntarily leaving a review.
I like this version, a remake of the famous Jane Austen. It’s literally strong and everything falls exactly into place!.
I received a free copy of this book via Booksprout and am voluntarily leaving a review.
July 8, 2026
*4.5 stars*
Genre: Historical, JAFF [of Pride and Prejudice]
Tropes: Forced proximity
Setting: Hunsford Parsonage
Writing style: Dual POV, 3rd person, past tense
Tone: Thoughtful, steady
Character- or plot-driven: Something of both
Romance: Barely
Clean level: Squeaky
Favorite aspects of the book:
• The writing
• The story
This variation takes place right after Darcy’s first proposal. The protagonists suddenly find themselves in a situation where they reveal sides of themselves the other hasn’t seen or that they may not have ever known they had themselves.
It’s about the humility to take direction from people more knowledgeable than you even when they’re beneath your social sphere rather than having to run things when you don’t have the capacity to do it properly. The humility to not see yourself as superior because of your rank, background, family, etc. but instead to recognize that common purpose and dignity matter more than social distinction. It’s about understanding that while an appreciation of wit and humor is perfectly good, steadiness and reliability also need to be present.
Favorite Quotations:
• Elizabeth had begged off Rosings with a headache, and the headache was real enough, but it was not the sort that tea and a darkened room could mend. It had a name. The name was Darcy.
• [Elizabeth] had come round the chair without knowing she meant to, both fists buried in her skirt to keep her hands at her sides, and the heat that had scalded her throat now raged the length of her arms and shook in her shoulders and left her trembling with the force of it.
• [Darcy] nearly walked into Mr. Collins in the passage, which was a thing that happened to people in that house at a rate of about once an hour.
• [Fitzwilliam] looked at Darcy instead, slowly, the lazy good humor going still in his face, replaced by something quieter and far more attentive—the look of a man who has just heard, in the gap where an answer should have been, a great deal his cousin never meant to tell him.
• “Hm,” said Lady Catherine, which from her was an entire paragraph.
• Men were at the broken bridge with timber and rope, and Mr. Dawes moved among them like a conductor who did not much trust his orchestra, and over it all Mr. Collins stood at his own front step composing, aloud, a letter to the bishop—in which the late catastrophe at Hunsford was, by some private feat of grammar, becoming chiefly a tribute to the steadiness of its parson under affliction.
• Mr. Collins reclaimed his parsonage with the air of a general reoccupying ground that had been held in his absence by inferior officers, and was heard to wonder aloud whether the bishop ought not to be informed of the fortitude with which its incumbent had borne the late trial. Charlotte, beside him, folded blankets into a basket with the particular evenness of a woman who has learned exactly how much of her attention her husband requires and gives it precisely that and not a grain more.
• “She is not indifferent. She is quiet. There is a difference, and a gentleman who prided himself on his discernment might have troubled to learn it before he ruined her autumn.”
• On the fifth morning, with the water down and the new crossing holding and the village busy remembering its own business, Mr. Collins finished his sermon. He read it to them over breakfast, since they had been so inconsiderate as to be present and eating. It had grown. It had been growing for five days, in the manner of a thing left in a warm cupboard, and where it had once wanted only a comma it now wanted a chair to sit down in. “On the Salutary Humbling of Worldly Reliance, the Duties of a Parish in Adversity, and the Providential Blessings of Noble Patronage, as Exemplified in the Recent Affliction at Hunsford,” Mr. Collins pronounced, and laid the page down as a man lays down a winning hand. It had acquired another dependent clause sometime in the night. Elizabeth was nearly sure of it.
• She made herself hold his eyes, because it was costing him to hold hers and the least she could do was match it.
(I received a free copy of this book via Booksprout and am gratefully—voluntarily—leaving a review.)
Genre: Historical, JAFF [of Pride and Prejudice]
Tropes: Forced proximity
Setting: Hunsford Parsonage
Writing style: Dual POV, 3rd person, past tense
Tone: Thoughtful, steady
Character- or plot-driven: Something of both
Romance: Barely
Clean level: Squeaky
Favorite aspects of the book:
• The writing
• The story
This variation takes place right after Darcy’s first proposal. The protagonists suddenly find themselves in a situation where they reveal sides of themselves the other hasn’t seen or that they may not have ever known they had themselves.
It’s about the humility to take direction from people more knowledgeable than you even when they’re beneath your social sphere rather than having to run things when you don’t have the capacity to do it properly. The humility to not see yourself as superior because of your rank, background, family, etc. but instead to recognize that common purpose and dignity matter more than social distinction. It’s about understanding that while an appreciation of wit and humor is perfectly good, steadiness and reliability also need to be present.
Favorite Quotations:
• Elizabeth had begged off Rosings with a headache, and the headache was real enough, but it was not the sort that tea and a darkened room could mend. It had a name. The name was Darcy.
• [Elizabeth] had come round the chair without knowing she meant to, both fists buried in her skirt to keep her hands at her sides, and the heat that had scalded her throat now raged the length of her arms and shook in her shoulders and left her trembling with the force of it.
• [Darcy] nearly walked into Mr. Collins in the passage, which was a thing that happened to people in that house at a rate of about once an hour.
• [Fitzwilliam] looked at Darcy instead, slowly, the lazy good humor going still in his face, replaced by something quieter and far more attentive—the look of a man who has just heard, in the gap where an answer should have been, a great deal his cousin never meant to tell him.
• “Hm,” said Lady Catherine, which from her was an entire paragraph.
• Men were at the broken bridge with timber and rope, and Mr. Dawes moved among them like a conductor who did not much trust his orchestra, and over it all Mr. Collins stood at his own front step composing, aloud, a letter to the bishop—in which the late catastrophe at Hunsford was, by some private feat of grammar, becoming chiefly a tribute to the steadiness of its parson under affliction.
• Mr. Collins reclaimed his parsonage with the air of a general reoccupying ground that had been held in his absence by inferior officers, and was heard to wonder aloud whether the bishop ought not to be informed of the fortitude with which its incumbent had borne the late trial. Charlotte, beside him, folded blankets into a basket with the particular evenness of a woman who has learned exactly how much of her attention her husband requires and gives it precisely that and not a grain more.
• “She is not indifferent. She is quiet. There is a difference, and a gentleman who prided himself on his discernment might have troubled to learn it before he ruined her autumn.”
• On the fifth morning, with the water down and the new crossing holding and the village busy remembering its own business, Mr. Collins finished his sermon. He read it to them over breakfast, since they had been so inconsiderate as to be present and eating. It had grown. It had been growing for five days, in the manner of a thing left in a warm cupboard, and where it had once wanted only a comma it now wanted a chair to sit down in. “On the Salutary Humbling of Worldly Reliance, the Duties of a Parish in Adversity, and the Providential Blessings of Noble Patronage, as Exemplified in the Recent Affliction at Hunsford,” Mr. Collins pronounced, and laid the page down as a man lays down a winning hand. It had acquired another dependent clause sometime in the night. Elizabeth was nearly sure of it.
• She made herself hold his eyes, because it was costing him to hold hers and the least she could do was match it.
(I received a free copy of this book via Booksprout and am gratefully—voluntarily—leaving a review.)
July 19, 2026
Review also posted on my blog
https://myjaffobsession.blogspot.com/...
After rejecting the most offensive proposal in literary history, Elizabeth Bennet needs some fresh air.
She leaves the Hunsford Parsonage and walks towards the village, intending to walk off her vexation.
Instead, she is on hand to witness the collapse of the Hunsford Bridge and becomes involved in a rescue.
This novella is quite gripping, as we follow how the crisis is managed and how the situation brings Elizabeth and her suitor, Darcy closer together.
I received a free copy of this book via Booksprout and am voluntarily leaving a review.
https://myjaffobsession.blogspot.com/...
After rejecting the most offensive proposal in literary history, Elizabeth Bennet needs some fresh air.
She leaves the Hunsford Parsonage and walks towards the village, intending to walk off her vexation.
Instead, she is on hand to witness the collapse of the Hunsford Bridge and becomes involved in a rescue.
This novella is quite gripping, as we follow how the crisis is managed and how the situation brings Elizabeth and her suitor, Darcy closer together.
I received a free copy of this book via Booksprout and am voluntarily leaving a review.
July 10, 2026
This a short Pride and Prejudice variation, that start with the disastrous proposal at Hunsford. Right after the proposal a bridge in the village collapses. Strandinga lot of the villagers on the wrong side of the river. Especially there is a young, who isn’t only separated from his father and his dog, but his leg is also badly broken. Fortunately Elizabeth had seen how set the leg, and does so with succes.
The aftermath is a chance for the her to experience a vet different side of Mr Darcy.
I received a free copy and I am voluntarily leaving a review
The aftermath is a chance for the her to experience a vet different side of Mr Darcy.
I received a free copy and I am voluntarily leaving a review
July 8, 2026
This was fun. It had a dry telling to it, and I quite liked it. Even Elizabeth's harshness. And she was harsh. Darcy deserved it and didn't. It was nice to actually see Elizabeth struggling a bit with her judgment which is usually glossed over as Darcy is the only one who needs improvement. I liked it.
I received a free copy of this book via Booksprout and am voluntarily leaving a review.
I received a free copy of this book via Booksprout and am voluntarily leaving a review.
July 18, 2026
exhausting read. no character development, no plot.
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