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Charlotte Brontë
2,141 books18.9k followersCharlotte Brontë was an English novelist, the eldest out of the three famous Brontë sisters whose novels have become standards of English literature. See also Emily Brontë and Anne Brontë.
Charlotte Brontë was born in Thornton, Yorkshire, England, the third of six children, to Patrick Brontë (formerly "Patrick Brunty"), an Irish Anglican clergyman, and his wife, Maria Branwell. In April 1820 the family moved a few miles to Haworth, a remote town on the Yorkshire moors, where Patrick had been appointed Perpetual Curate. This is where the Brontë children would spend most of their lives. Maria Branwell Brontë died from what was thought to be cancer on 15 September 1821, leaving five daughters and a son to the care of her spinster sister Elizabeth Branwell, who moved to Yorkshire to help the family.
In August 1824 Charlotte, along with her sisters Emily, Maria, and Elizabeth, was sent to the Clergy Daughters' School at Cowan Bridge in Lancashire, a new school for the daughters of poor clergyman (which she would describe as Lowood School in Jane Eyre). The school was a horrific experience for the girls and conditions were appalling. They were regularly deprived of food, beaten by teachers and humiliated for the slightest error. The school was unheated and the pupils slept two to a bed for warmth. Seven pupils died in a typhus epidemic that swept the school and all four of the Brontë girls became very ill - Maria and Elizabeth dying of tuberculosis in 1825. Her experiences at the school deeply affected Brontë - her health never recovered and she immortalised the cruel and brutal treatment in her novel, Jane Eyre. Following the tragedy, their father withdrew his daughters from the school.
At home in Haworth Parsonage, Charlotte and the other surviving children — Branwell, Emily, and Anne — continued their ad-hoc education. In 1826 her father returned home with a box of toy soldiers for Branwell. They would prove the catalyst for the sisters' extraordinary creative development as they immediately set to creating lives and characters for the soldiers, inventing a world for them which the siblings called 'Angria'. The siblings became addicted to writing, creating stories, poetry and plays. Brontë later said that the reason for this burst of creativity was that:
'We were wholly dependent on ourselves and each other, on books and study, for the enjoyments and occupations of life. The highest stimulus, as well as the liveliest pleasure we had known from childhood upwards, lay in attempts at literary composition.'
After her father began to suffer from a lung disorder, Charlotte was again sent to school to complete her education at Roe Head school in Mirfield from 1831 to 1832, where she met her lifelong friends and correspondents, Ellen Nussey and Mary Taylor. During this period (1833), she wrote her novella The Green Dwarf under the name of Wellesley. The school was extremely small with only ten pupils meaning the top floor was completely unused and believed to be supposedly haunted by the ghost of a young lady dressed in silk. This story fascinated Brontë and inspired the figure of Mrs Rochester in Jane Eyre.
Brontë left the school after a few years, however she swiftly returned in 1835 to take up a position as a teacher, and used her wages to pay for Emily and Anne to be taught at the school. Teaching did not appeal to Brontë and in 1838 she left Roe Head to become a governess to the Sidgewick family -- partly from a sense of adventure and a desire to see the world, and partly from financial necessity.
Charlotte became pregnant soon after her wedding, but her health declined rapidly and, according to biographer Elizabeth Gaskell, she was attacked by "sensations of perpetual nausea and ever-recurring faintness." She died, with her unborn child, on 31 March 1855.
Charlotte Brontë was born in Thornton, Yorkshire, England, the third of six children, to Patrick Brontë (formerly "Patrick Brunty"), an Irish Anglican clergyman, and his wife, Maria Branwell. In April 1820 the family moved a few miles to Haworth, a remote town on the Yorkshire moors, where Patrick had been appointed Perpetual Curate. This is where the Brontë children would spend most of their lives. Maria Branwell Brontë died from what was thought to be cancer on 15 September 1821, leaving five daughters and a son to the care of her spinster sister Elizabeth Branwell, who moved to Yorkshire to help the family.
In August 1824 Charlotte, along with her sisters Emily, Maria, and Elizabeth, was sent to the Clergy Daughters' School at Cowan Bridge in Lancashire, a new school for the daughters of poor clergyman (which she would describe as Lowood School in Jane Eyre). The school was a horrific experience for the girls and conditions were appalling. They were regularly deprived of food, beaten by teachers and humiliated for the slightest error. The school was unheated and the pupils slept two to a bed for warmth. Seven pupils died in a typhus epidemic that swept the school and all four of the Brontë girls became very ill - Maria and Elizabeth dying of tuberculosis in 1825. Her experiences at the school deeply affected Brontë - her health never recovered and she immortalised the cruel and brutal treatment in her novel, Jane Eyre. Following the tragedy, their father withdrew his daughters from the school.
At home in Haworth Parsonage, Charlotte and the other surviving children — Branwell, Emily, and Anne — continued their ad-hoc education. In 1826 her father returned home with a box of toy soldiers for Branwell. They would prove the catalyst for the sisters' extraordinary creative development as they immediately set to creating lives and characters for the soldiers, inventing a world for them which the siblings called 'Angria'. The siblings became addicted to writing, creating stories, poetry and plays. Brontë later said that the reason for this burst of creativity was that:
'We were wholly dependent on ourselves and each other, on books and study, for the enjoyments and occupations of life. The highest stimulus, as well as the liveliest pleasure we had known from childhood upwards, lay in attempts at literary composition.'
After her father began to suffer from a lung disorder, Charlotte was again sent to school to complete her education at Roe Head school in Mirfield from 1831 to 1832, where she met her lifelong friends and correspondents, Ellen Nussey and Mary Taylor. During this period (1833), she wrote her novella The Green Dwarf under the name of Wellesley. The school was extremely small with only ten pupils meaning the top floor was completely unused and believed to be supposedly haunted by the ghost of a young lady dressed in silk. This story fascinated Brontë and inspired the figure of Mrs Rochester in Jane Eyre.
Brontë left the school after a few years, however she swiftly returned in 1835 to take up a position as a teacher, and used her wages to pay for Emily and Anne to be taught at the school. Teaching did not appeal to Brontë and in 1838 she left Roe Head to become a governess to the Sidgewick family -- partly from a sense of adventure and a desire to see the world, and partly from financial necessity.
Charlotte became pregnant soon after her wedding, but her health declined rapidly and, according to biographer Elizabeth Gaskell, she was attacked by "sensations of perpetual nausea and ever-recurring faintness." She died, with her unborn child, on 31 March 1855.
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January 20, 2021
the prettiest nonsense i ever did read.
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August 14, 2019hmmm.
hmmm.
I picked this up on a whim in the library only on the strength of the author's name, which is sufficiently, I believe, well-known to bend steel bars. Quickly I found that this was part of her teen-aged writings ,the fantasy alternate Britain of Angria it is pretty much as I might have imagined contemporary steampunk to have been but with fewer hot air balloons (namely none) and written in the style of the pages of Adrian Mole's first novel as imagined by the late Sue Townsend in The secret diary of Adrian Mole Aged 13 3/4. If Mme Charlotte intended a comic effect or not I do not know, but the extravagant and over written style frequently made me smile, as did the setting, Angria with it's province of Northangerland, Northangerland (sorry, that just amuses me). Indeed there are odd flashes of anger in this oddly modern feeling extrovert flow of writing about dandies meeting fops with a careful detailing of clothes and hairstyles - a little like Ubik, some of which is delightfully bizarre - the main character travelling with his curling tongs and 20 razor blades not for use but display! Perhaps she did not know much about shaving - or is she telling us that her character is a sadist?. Then in between wine and cigars, or opium and brandy, a fop tells a dandy how on duty with his regiment in what sounds like a colonial setting he hunted down a black man and killed him. Later 300 cavalrymen charge a crowd in echoes of the Peterloo massacre, as far as I could make out, the crowd was a patriotic one protesting in favour of the government and monarch who have them charged down - their belief that they may comment on politics is apparently itself an offence. It is probably non-accidental that the monarch, the former Duke of Zamora (most of the other place names are less non-British sounding), is the Czar of Angria.
It suggests that young Charlotte had fallen under the spell of Bryon, it's all beautiful young men having languid conversations with each other in the shadow of the erection of factory towers belonging to other men of their acquaintance, phallic imagery I presume very much intended, or perhaps a sign that her reading of Byron and her imaginings of his aristocratic circles has merged with the industrial region she was familiar with.
The really interesting thing about it all for me was that there is no line between her writing here and her later novels, it is a mirror image. Her well known novels are intense, interior works with a female narrator, based closely on her own experiences, slightly claustrophobic with a limited palate of locations. This is the precise opposite, an extrovert drift from scene to scene with occasional explicit violence with a male narrator with a male gaze in pursuit (though that too active a word), lazy pursuit of a beautifully dressed young woman, with army officers everywhere. Somehow, magically she turned all this inside out like a glove, and reduced her use of adverbs and adjectives sharply to become the writer of Jane Eyre.
hmmm.
I picked this up on a whim in the library only on the strength of the author's name, which is sufficiently, I believe, well-known to bend steel bars. Quickly I found that this was part of her teen-aged writings ,the fantasy alternate Britain of Angria it is pretty much as I might have imagined contemporary steampunk to have been but with fewer hot air balloons (namely none) and written in the style of the pages of Adrian Mole's first novel as imagined by the late Sue Townsend in The secret diary of Adrian Mole Aged 13 3/4. If Mme Charlotte intended a comic effect or not I do not know, but the extravagant and over written style frequently made me smile, as did the setting, Angria with it's province of Northangerland, Northangerland (sorry, that just amuses me). Indeed there are odd flashes of anger in this oddly modern feeling extrovert flow of writing about dandies meeting fops with a careful detailing of clothes and hairstyles - a little like Ubik, some of which is delightfully bizarre - the main character travelling with his curling tongs and 20 razor blades not for use but display! Perhaps she did not know much about shaving - or is she telling us that her character is a sadist?. Then in between wine and cigars, or opium and brandy, a fop tells a dandy how on duty with his regiment in what sounds like a colonial setting he hunted down a black man and killed him. Later 300 cavalrymen charge a crowd in echoes of the Peterloo massacre, as far as I could make out, the crowd was a patriotic one protesting in favour of the government and monarch who have them charged down - their belief that they may comment on politics is apparently itself an offence. It is probably non-accidental that the monarch, the former Duke of Zamora (most of the other place names are less non-British sounding), is the Czar of Angria.
It suggests that young Charlotte had fallen under the spell of Bryon, it's all beautiful young men having languid conversations with each other in the shadow of the erection of factory towers belonging to other men of their acquaintance, phallic imagery I presume very much intended, or perhaps a sign that her reading of Byron and her imaginings of his aristocratic circles has merged with the industrial region she was familiar with.
The really interesting thing about it all for me was that there is no line between her writing here and her later novels, it is a mirror image. Her well known novels are intense, interior works with a female narrator, based closely on her own experiences, slightly claustrophobic with a limited palate of locations. This is the precise opposite, an extrovert drift from scene to scene with occasional explicit violence with a male narrator with a male gaze in pursuit (though that too active a word), lazy pursuit of a beautifully dressed young woman, with army officers everywhere. Somehow, magically she turned all this inside out like a glove, and reduced her use of adverbs and adjectives sharply to become the writer of Jane Eyre.
January 7, 2018
I enjoy Charlotte Brontë's mastery of words but the story itself was much too confusing for me and I'd dare anyone to be able to tell me what it's really about. Also in general I find it hard to enjoy "amusing" books, as they tend to not amuse me.
February 22, 2016
This is a book that is only really interesting if you're interested in the Bronte siblings and how weird and smart they were. The story here doesn't really stand on its own merits, but its fascinating to think of Charlotte, Branwell, Emily, and Anne coming up with hundreds of these little vignettes and copying them out on super tiny pieces of paper, inventing an entire, fully realized alternate history version of the UK for their own wry amusement.
August 3, 2020
Last one! I actually finished all Little Black Classics! Bittersweet feelings, glad that I succeeded but also kind of sad that there is none to try next week.
Stancliffe's Hotel is a piece from a larger work Charlotte Bronte wrote when she was young about an alternative England. I must say I found this piece rather confusing, as we are thrown in without so much as an explanation. There is a Dramatis Personae and that is it. We follow the main character on his summer outing to the Stancliffe Hotel, but even how everything in this edition was held together was a bit strange.
I have not read Jane Eyre, so this was my introduction (to all of the Brontes actually). The mastery of words is clear from this book, even if the story maybe was not.
~Little Black Classics #126~
Stancliffe's Hotel is a piece from a larger work Charlotte Bronte wrote when she was young about an alternative England. I must say I found this piece rather confusing, as we are thrown in without so much as an explanation. There is a Dramatis Personae and that is it. We follow the main character on his summer outing to the Stancliffe Hotel, but even how everything in this edition was held together was a bit strange.
I have not read Jane Eyre, so this was my introduction (to all of the Brontes actually). The mastery of words is clear from this book, even if the story maybe was not.
~Little Black Classics #126~
October 5, 2018
Stancliffe’s Hotel was written in June 1838 when Charlotte Brontë was 22 years old and considering cutting ties with her childhood creations forever, something she managed to achieve the following year in “Farewell to Angria”, a fragment in which anticipates the destruction of Angria. As Stancliffe’s Hotel is one of the final pieces of her Glass Town/Angrian saga, it is difficult to read in isolation, and impossible to understand without knowledge of prior events and characters within the saga.
There is very little plot; Charlotte's favourite character and pseudonym who is now known as Charles Townshend stays at the eponymous hotel and wanders around town with his fashionable friend, Sir William Percy. The two unsuccessfully attempt to woo society beauty, Jane Moore, and Charles later witnesses political unrest and chaos in the streets due to the arrival of his older brother, the Duke of Zamorna, and the population's anger at him for continuing to associate with his father-in-law and political exile, Alexander Percy. There are a few brief scenes which focus on Zamorna, and also his wife, Mary, however, the main focus of the text is Charles's aimless wandering.
Ultimately though, it is an amusing romp which provides an insight into Brontë’s youthful and uncensored imagination (this was never considered for publication by her). The novelette is a humorous and sometimes satirical piece, which is full of ridiculous characters to laugh at. It can, however, prove to be a tricky little tale, and the context of Brontë’s other Angrian narratives certainly helps to make sense of things and to understand the intricacies of the work, and its characters’ connections with one another.
Find a more detailed review on my blog:
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There is very little plot; Charlotte's favourite character and pseudonym who is now known as Charles Townshend stays at the eponymous hotel and wanders around town with his fashionable friend, Sir William Percy. The two unsuccessfully attempt to woo society beauty, Jane Moore, and Charles later witnesses political unrest and chaos in the streets due to the arrival of his older brother, the Duke of Zamorna, and the population's anger at him for continuing to associate with his father-in-law and political exile, Alexander Percy. There are a few brief scenes which focus on Zamorna, and also his wife, Mary, however, the main focus of the text is Charles's aimless wandering.
Ultimately though, it is an amusing romp which provides an insight into Brontë’s youthful and uncensored imagination (this was never considered for publication by her). The novelette is a humorous and sometimes satirical piece, which is full of ridiculous characters to laugh at. It can, however, prove to be a tricky little tale, and the context of Brontë’s other Angrian narratives certainly helps to make sense of things and to understand the intricacies of the work, and its characters’ connections with one another.
Find a more detailed review on my blog:
https://brontebabeblog.wordpress.com/...
April 11, 2017
An interesting read, but a bit confusing!
August 18, 2017
Well this is the last of the Little Black Classics and what an interesting ride it has been. Through this journey I have encounterd authors both known And new, some good, some bad and some that should not have seen print.
Which brings us to the last in this series and what a terrible book it is. No real plotting or content. Admittedly, this was was put to paper long before her first work saw print.
It's unreadable, you know in days gone past when you purchased a CD and it came with studio tests, practice runs, lots of messing about and tuning instruments.
THIS IS LIKE THAT!
Which brings us to the last in this series and what a terrible book it is. No real plotting or content. Admittedly, this was was put to paper long before her first work saw print.
It's unreadable, you know in days gone past when you purchased a CD and it came with studio tests, practice runs, lots of messing about and tuning instruments.
THIS IS LIKE THAT!
May 27, 2018
This was very confusing and I'm still not sure what I read.
September 11, 2020
بیشتر از اون گیج کننده بود که بخوام تعریفی ازش بکنم هرچند قلم شارلوت برونته در نهایت لذت خودشو داره
March 28, 2015
Charlotte Brontë honing her skills.
September 3, 2021
Obviously this is a selection of stories from Angria and they don't all make sense but damn these characters are so good. I have laughed out loud everyone is very unhinged it is iconic
February 19, 2019
"I like the city. So long as winter lasts, it would be no easy task to entice me from its warm and crowded precincts. So long even as spring, with lingering chills, scatters her long showers and fitful blinks of sunshine..."
Unintended for publication, and a jaunt amongst siblings may people find the only-recently-put-together-and-published works of the Brontës, amongst many others, difficult to follow and superfluous. It's a work that needs a little context for the modern reader, Stancliffe's Hotel works as an insight into dandyism - so unlike Rochester and a testament to Charlotte's skill - and a spoof of contemporary political turmoil projected into alternate histories. Amongst the witticisms I find, as expected, Charlotte's descriptions and personifications to be the most compelling and textured part of these family writings.
Unintended for publication, and a jaunt amongst siblings may people find the only-recently-put-together-and-published works of the Brontës, amongst many others, difficult to follow and superfluous. It's a work that needs a little context for the modern reader, Stancliffe's Hotel works as an insight into dandyism - so unlike Rochester and a testament to Charlotte's skill - and a spoof of contemporary political turmoil projected into alternate histories. Amongst the witticisms I find, as expected, Charlotte's descriptions and personifications to be the most compelling and textured part of these family writings.
May 16, 2020
It’s very heartwarming and wholesome to think of the Brontë siblings sitting down to write these in the nineteenth century. I imagine a rainy day, a wooden table covered in papers, and lots of whispering. So charming.
Sadly, I wasn’t as taken with these vignettes as I had believed I would be. Set in a fictional place, the focus seemed to be on the political goings on of the country. It felt plotless, with no real direction other than the narrator wandering around aimlessly and giving us his commentary. I was completely lost.
The fault will, no doubt, lie in part with Penguin, who have again chosen to snip passages from a larger work, with no context, grounding, or explanation.
This is the penultimate book in the Little Black Classics range, and let me tell you dear ones, I am delighted to be almost at the end of this collection.
Sadly, I wasn’t as taken with these vignettes as I had believed I would be. Set in a fictional place, the focus seemed to be on the political goings on of the country. It felt plotless, with no real direction other than the narrator wandering around aimlessly and giving us his commentary. I was completely lost.
The fault will, no doubt, lie in part with Penguin, who have again chosen to snip passages from a larger work, with no context, grounding, or explanation.
This is the penultimate book in the Little Black Classics range, and let me tell you dear ones, I am delighted to be almost at the end of this collection.
November 17, 2016
The little vignettes of Stancliffe's Hotel are great fun. They do not offer the level of sophistication of Charlotte Bronte's mature works, but they do provide delightful insight into her imagination, and into her relationship with her brother, with whom she created this world and its people. Fans of Bronte will be interested in reading some of her juvenilia.
August 30, 2012
"Hotel" is another part of the Bronte family Angrian Saga. Charlotte wrote this part when she was on holiday from her teaching position at Roe Head School.
December 15, 2025
i’m ngl this was super boring but it’s the smallest cutest book ever
July 26, 2018
I'm a big fan of Jane Eyre so I was hoping this would be a bit similar but it's not remotely. The writing is quite poetic and modern, which I applaud, but it's just so confusing. I can't find any summaries online so I don't know if I'll ever understand what happened in this story.
October 9, 2016
I didn't really get what was going on there. Apparently Stancliffe's Hotel is a part of a series that Charlotte Bronte wrote with her brother Branwell, and in the middle of that series, at that. So you have a dandy as a narrator, and it is somehow funny to read about how vain he is (contemporary vocab would probably use the word "gay", though I'd disagree with that) and how he tries to attract a beautiful girl by preening his tailfeathers! Lol. Maybe with a little more context, I might want to read this little black classic again.
October 8, 2017
I´m so confused by this little book. It has no coherent plot and none of the scenes seemed to be related to each other. I read Stancliffe´s Hotel in one sitting but was left feeling like I had wasted my time. I love Charlotte Bronte as a writer and this doesn´t lessen my appreciation for her. Stancliffe´s Hotel seems to be just practicing for her later works and writing in general and as that, I don´t quite see the point of even publishing it.
October 2, 2020
A succinct story that reads with influences of Jane Austen. Enjoyable and light, however, I’m not sure if the Brontës novel ‘Tales of Angria’ contains these characters and adds further depth into the storyline, but within this penguin mini black classic it seems perplexing and laconic. Charlotte Brontë’s prose is beautiful and mesmerizing as always, and had it been longer I’d still enjoy it.
October 24, 2016
To be perfectly honest this excerpt from the Bronte's Angria writings doesn't make an awful lot of sense without the context of the other stories, but it is nice look into the style of Charlotte Bronte's juvenalia. Plus I'm a sucker for almost any kind of Ruritania.
January 21, 2017
It's only worth reading because Charlotte Bronte wrote it. This entertaining bit of juvenalia shows once again that Charlotte Bronte is a satirist, a parodist and a wit. Nothing she writes should be taken at face value. She is a sly and tricky writer, that one is.
November 29, 2015
A snippet of a story showing Charlotte Brontë’s writing prowess.
December 5, 2016
Gotta get to 30 books before the end of this month so let's get one of these beauties in shall we.
February 5, 2017
A little collection of stories that Charlotte Brontë wrote in her teenage years. They were fun and thrilling but the collection made me wish for more something more detailed and well constructed.
June 21, 2023
simply, vivid absurdity with little context, but in the best way possible.
August 26, 2023
Charlotte Bronte continues the Zamorna and Angria saga six months after the ending of "Mina Laury". The climate of this story is of the "dog days of summer" compared to the winter months of "Mina Laury" apparently the weather was replicated to Charlotte's surrounding. "Stancliffe's Hotel" has a different feel in the sense that in "Mina Laury", it seemed that Zamorna was an Angria by birth but it seems he grew up in the South. Mina who gives so much up for her master, is not apparently on his mind for he doesn't mention her and it seems that Mina goes the way of his other mistresses, maybe seen on occasion but really of no importance. He is a rake who rules and seems far from a benevolent one. He basically tells his royal staff to mind their own business with regards to his private life. In "Mina Laury" to me he seemed more of an attractive rake but here he seemed heading to a debauched state as his father in law. What was apparent in the story he is indeed self centered with little heart for the one he rules. Charlotte had written this in her early twenties, this as other juvenile stories survive but others Angrian ones are lost, but some notes written made the stories clearer. The starting of her writing career that is very hopeful, yet underdeveloped compared to her later work. The license she takes to religion is interesting since her father was a clergyman.
Story in short- Charles Townsend narrates about his experience in Zamorna and what he saw at the Stancliffe's Hotel.
From Penguin edition
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Stancliffe’s Hotel was written at Haworth six months after Mina Laury, in June 1838, when Charlotte Brontë had returned home, with shattered health and spirits, from her employment as a teacher at Miss Wooler’s school.
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Charles Townsend is a dandy that looks to critique all he sees and has choice words for Zamorna. I had not thought Zamorna had such contempt for his subjects, he orders his soldiers to control the mob at the hotel, injuring many. Zamorna seems more debauched and his passions. Mary, his wife though jealous, seems a little tired of him wanting to go back her home.
Story in short- Charles Townsend narrates about his experience in Zamorna and what he saw at the Stancliffe's Hotel.
From Penguin edition
Highlight (Yellow) | Page 70
Stancliffe’s Hotel was written at Haworth six months after Mina Laury, in June 1838, when Charlotte Brontë had returned home, with shattered health and spirits, from her employment as a teacher at Miss Wooler’s school.
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Charles Townsend is a dandy that looks to critique all he sees and has choice words for Zamorna. I had not thought Zamorna had such contempt for his subjects, he orders his soldiers to control the mob at the hotel, injuring many. Zamorna seems more debauched and his passions. Mary, his wife though jealous, seems a little tired of him wanting to go back her home.
August 29, 2018
Charlotte wrote ‘Stancliffe Hotel’ when she was only twenty two. With lively irony, she depicts the exploits and intrigues of the decadent inhabitants of the imaginary kingdom of Angria at the centre of which is the power struggle between the Duke of Northangerland and his Byronic son-in-law Zamorna.
Charlotte’s extensive vocabulary still shocks me to this day. She writes with such flowery language, picking and choosing the most obscure words to describe things. It’s one of my favourite things about her, and this is only one example of how vase her vocab actually was.
as usual, the topic of the Angrian stories don’t interest me that much. I’m not much of a fan of books concerned with war, politics and stuff amongst those lines. These are no different. But what I do like about their juvenilia is that it’s so different to their novels. There’s such a jump between the story of Jane Eyre to Charlotte‘s juvenilia; it’s kind of crazy to think that she wrote both of them. I definitely think her age played into this; when she was younger, she had free reign to explore these things more openly and she older she tries to write to a certain standard.
It was nice example of Charlotte’s juvenilia, but it definitely wasn’t my favourite. I’ve read more enjoyable ones, but I’m glad I read this nonetheless.
Charlotte’s extensive vocabulary still shocks me to this day. She writes with such flowery language, picking and choosing the most obscure words to describe things. It’s one of my favourite things about her, and this is only one example of how vase her vocab actually was.
as usual, the topic of the Angrian stories don’t interest me that much. I’m not much of a fan of books concerned with war, politics and stuff amongst those lines. These are no different. But what I do like about their juvenilia is that it’s so different to their novels. There’s such a jump between the story of Jane Eyre to Charlotte‘s juvenilia; it’s kind of crazy to think that she wrote both of them. I definitely think her age played into this; when she was younger, she had free reign to explore these things more openly and she older she tries to write to a certain standard.
It was nice example of Charlotte’s juvenilia, but it definitely wasn’t my favourite. I’ve read more enjoyable ones, but I’m glad I read this nonetheless.
June 5, 2020
Es increíble ver el cambio en la escritura de Charlotte Brontë. Este libro pertenece a una saga que escribió con su hermano pequeño Branwell, durante la adolescencia de ambos. Este extracto fue puramente escrito por Charlotte, y en el descubrimos a una autora irónica, que da uso de un humor inteligente y que saca una sonrisa con este enrevesado texto.
Las descripciones que ofrecía en esta época eran muy ricas de adjetivos, como si quisiera que nos imagináramos cada paisaje, habitación, o personaje, con todo detalle. A veces esto implica que las descripciones se hagan un poco largas y por ende, la lectura se haga algo pesada en estos casos.
Al leer este tomo, estamos ante un narrador en primera persona, uno de los personajes de la historia. Se trata de un distinguido caballero del reino de Angria, cuyos exquisitos modales hacen que pueda llegar a observar hasta los más increíbles secretos.
En numerosas ocasiones el lector es interpelado por el narrador, como si conversara con él, y le estuviera contando la historia mientras toman un té juntos. No parece que estés leyendo, sino más bien hablando con un amigo que te quiere contar algo.
He disfrutado de esta aventura, y más sabiendo que la escribieron estos dos hermanos tan importantes para la historia de la literatura. No obstante, se me ha hecho algo densa en algunas partes ya citadas.
Las descripciones que ofrecía en esta época eran muy ricas de adjetivos, como si quisiera que nos imagináramos cada paisaje, habitación, o personaje, con todo detalle. A veces esto implica que las descripciones se hagan un poco largas y por ende, la lectura se haga algo pesada en estos casos.
Al leer este tomo, estamos ante un narrador en primera persona, uno de los personajes de la historia. Se trata de un distinguido caballero del reino de Angria, cuyos exquisitos modales hacen que pueda llegar a observar hasta los más increíbles secretos.
En numerosas ocasiones el lector es interpelado por el narrador, como si conversara con él, y le estuviera contando la historia mientras toman un té juntos. No parece que estés leyendo, sino más bien hablando con un amigo que te quiere contar algo.
He disfrutado de esta aventura, y más sabiendo que la escribieron estos dos hermanos tan importantes para la historia de la literatura. No obstante, se me ha hecho algo densa en algunas partes ya citadas.
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