<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073</id><updated>2012-01-12T06:39:44.494-08:00</updated><category term='Brittanie&apos;s List'/><category term='rules'/><category term='Victorian Challenge'/><category term='Becky&apos;s Book Reviews'/><category term='Christina'/><category term='list'/><category term='Elizabeth Peters'/><category term='book binding'/><category term='Charles Dickens'/><category term='Elizabeth Gaskell'/><category term='Victorian Challenge.'/><category term='Alex'/><category term='lynda'/><category term='Anthony Trollope'/><category term='Jayme'/><category term='clare clark'/><category term='Wilkie Collins'/><category term='Alessandra'/><category term='coversgirl'/><category term='Princess Perhin'/><category term='Joy'/><category term='Kris'/><category term='the journal of dora damage'/><category term='George Eliot'/><category term='Ana O.'/><category term='short stories'/><category term='fleur'/><category term='Ruth'/><category term='retroredux'/><category term='End'/><category term='Cynthia'/><category term='TV series'/><category term='sewers'/><category term='Kathrin'/><category term='Laurie'/><category term='Tasha Alexander'/><category term='Vic'/><category term='belinda starling'/><category term='AnaT'/><category term='Kristen'/><category term='ann granger'/><category term='Elizabeth Stoddard'/><category term='the great stink'/><category term='Victorian Challenge List'/><category term='Deanna Raybourn'/><category term='Marg'/><category term='welcome'/><category term='Jackie'/><category term='Kim'/><category term='Emily Bronte'/><category term='Jeanette'/><category term='Laura&apos;s Reviews'/><category term='Interior Design - Victorian'/><category term='Charlotte Bronte'/><category term='Middlemarch'/><title type='text'>Victorian Challenge</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147385640237155075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FQJMNt1iphk/SUy97v701LI/AAAAAAAAAOk/VNQVWRf4yfc/S220/avatar_historical22.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>117</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-6062574546097259347</id><published>2009-08-04T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T03:16:15.455-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ana O.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elizabeth Peters'/><title type='text'>Crocodile on the Sandbank by Elizabeth Peters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zArZZegWSuQ/SngIp-kfcUI/AAAAAAAAAD8/D5xFwWeebBs/s1600-h/Crocodile+on+the+Sandbank.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zArZZegWSuQ/SngIp-kfcUI/AAAAAAAAAD8/D5xFwWeebBs/s320/Crocodile+on+the+Sandbank.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;«Amelia Peabody is Elizabeth Peters’ best loved and brilliant creation, a thoroughly Victorian feminist who takes the stuffy world of archaeology by storm with her shocking men’s pants and no-nonsense attitude!&lt;br /&gt;In this first Egyptian mystery, our headstrong heroine decides to use her substantial inheritance to see the world. On her travel, she rescues a gentlewoman in distress – Evelyn Barton-Forbes – and the two become friends. The two companions continue to Egypt where they face mysteries, mummies and the redoubtable Radcliffe Emerson, an outspoken archaeologist, who doesn’t need women to help him solve mysteries – at least that’s what he thinks!»&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;England, Victorian Era.&lt;/span&gt; Amelia Peabody, a middle aged spinster and somewhat of a scholar, just inherited a considerable amount of money from her deceased father, seeing this as her opportunity for freedom, she decides to travel to Egypt and explore all the places she’s been reading about in books. Armed with her parasol and a unique personality, Amelia ventures into a world of men, who don’t take lightly to being ordered about by a woman, especially one as eccentric as her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting a stranger on the way and learning about her unfortunate story, Amelia takes Evelyn under her wing and together they explore Egypt’s monuments and sail down the Nile, constantly battling against the crew’s ideas of what a proper visit should be. When reaching Amarna’s archaeological dig, little do they know that their trip is at an end, the Emerson brothers, their recent acquaintances, are facing serious problems, Radcliffe has been struck down by illness and the workers are becoming superstitious. Not one to flee in the face of adversity, Amelia sets to saving Racliffe’s life while taking over the excavation, that is, until he recovers and tries to put her in her place. They both seem to have found their match!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cosy mystery is the start of a series that I have the feeling will fast become one of my favourites, Amelia Peabody is almost like a female Indiana Jones, she’s witty, smart and isn’t afraid of anything, plus she’s a threat to anyone with her parasol. Radcliffe Emerson is the perfect hero, handsome, dark sense of humour, strong and sure of himself with just the right touch of arrogance. The mystery revolves around the appearance of a mummy and its apparent interest in Evelyn, but the gist of the story is Amelia and Emerson’s relationship, we soon clue in to the culprit and his reasons, but we still enjoy ourselves due to their fights and constant banter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite this first volume having been published in 1975, the story and tone are still up to date, &lt;a href="http://www.ameliapeabody.com/"&gt;Elizabeth Peters&lt;/a&gt; has managed to create a timeless series that will surely continue to win fans for years to come. I for one am reading the second volume and am thrilled there are still 16 to go and one in the works. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating:&lt;/span&gt; 5/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Review also published &lt;a href="http://misspickyscolumn.com/2009/08/04/crocodile-on-the-sandbank-by-elizabeth-peters-1975/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-6062574546097259347?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/6062574546097259347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=6062574546097259347' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/6062574546097259347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/6062574546097259347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/08/crocodile-on-sandbank-by-elizabeth.html' title='Crocodile on the Sandbank by Elizabeth Peters'/><author><name>Ana O.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zArZZegWSuQ/SkojkalprZI/AAAAAAAAACo/pCvNyP1fvTc/S220/Miss+Picky%27s+Avatar.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zArZZegWSuQ/SngIp-kfcUI/AAAAAAAAAD8/D5xFwWeebBs/s72-c/Crocodile+on+the+Sandbank.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-1169826089410463324</id><published>2009-07-24T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T01:38:53.372-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tasha Alexander'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ana O.'/><title type='text'>And Only to Deceive by Tasha Alexander</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zArZZegWSuQ/SmlxSnSTPNI/AAAAAAAAAD0/31SnDx3O1cs/s1600-h/And+Only+to+Deceive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zArZZegWSuQ/SmlxSnSTPNI/AAAAAAAAAD0/31SnDx3O1cs/s320/And+Only+to+Deceive.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;«For Emily, accepting the proposal of Philip, the Viscount Ashton, was an easy way to escape her overbearing mother, who was set on a grand society match. So when Emily’s dashing husband died on safari soon after their wedding, she felt little grief. After all, she barely knew him. Now, nearly two years later, she discovers that Philip was a far different man from the one she had married so cavalierly. His journals reveal him to have been a gentleman scholar and antiquities collector who, to her surprise, was deeply in love with his wife. Emily becomes fascinated with this new image of her dead husband and she immerses herself in all things ancient and begins to study Greek.&lt;br /&gt;Emily’s intellectual pursuits and her desire to learn more about Philip take her to the quiet corridors of the British Museum, one of her husband’s favorite places. There, amid priceless ancient statues, she uncovers a dark, dangerous secret involving stolen artifacts from the Greco-Roman galleries. And to complicate matters, she’s juggling two very prominent and wealthy suitors, one of whose intentions may go beyond the marrying kind. As she sets out to solve the crime, her search leads to more surprises about Philip and causes her to question the role in Victorian society to which she, as a woman, is relegated.»&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;England, Victorian Era.&lt;/span&gt; Lady Emily Ashton, newly wed, has just lost her husband to a raging fever while he was on an African safari with a couple of friends. Having married him to escape her mother’s rule, she’s not as grief stricken as she should be, Philip was a stranger to her and she almost feels relief at his departure. But oddly, after a while, through his friends and acquaintances, the books he liked to read and the antiquities he collected, Emily perceives a side of her husband she didn’t know existed and as shocking as it is, he seemed to actually be in love with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seduced by this unknown facet of the man she married, Lady Emily starts to take interest in the same things he did and slowly falls in love with him, finally feeling the grief of his loss. But as she digs through the past she uncovers facts that were better left untouched, not everything is as it seems and maybe Philip wasn’t such an honest and trustworthy man after all. Who was the real Philip and what actually happened to him in Africa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We accompany Lady Emily in the pursuit for the truth and can’t help but fall in love with her, we watch her grow as a person and especially as an independent woman who isn’t afraid to stray from the norm and start studying Greek and drinking Port instead of Sherry like every other respectable lady. She makes new friends, such as Cecile du Lac, a French widow who collects husbands, Lady Margaret, an independent American who prefers books to suitors and Colin Hargreaves, her deceased husband’s best friend who is our dashing hero. I felt that Emily changed and grew throughout the book and in my eyes became real and believable, as opposed to Lady Julia Grey, &lt;a href="http://www.deannaraybourn.com/"&gt;Deanna Raybourn&lt;/a&gt;’s heroine, who always stays the same and doesn’t seem to learn anything in &lt;a href="http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/06/silent-in-grave-by-deanna-raybourn.html"&gt;Silent in the Grave&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although there’s a mystery to be solved here, its resolution is somewhat predictable, but it doesn’t spoil our enjoyment of the story, our focus is always on Emily and her life, the mystery is just an added bonus. I do have one complaint regarding this book though, we don’t get to see as much of Colin Hargreaves as I’d like, the author seems to tease us with his quick scenes and leaves us wanting more. Not fair! :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you like cosy historical mysteries with a touch of humour and romance, then this is the right series for you, don’t hesitate to pick up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And Only to Deceive&lt;/span&gt;, I’m sure you won’t be disappointed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating:&lt;/span&gt; 4/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Review also published &lt;a href="http://misspickyscolumn.com/2009/07/24/and-only-to-deceive-by-tasha-alexander-2005/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-1169826089410463324?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/1169826089410463324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=1169826089410463324' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/1169826089410463324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/1169826089410463324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-only-to-deceive-by-tasha-alexander.html' title='And Only to Deceive by Tasha Alexander'/><author><name>Ana O.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zArZZegWSuQ/SkojkalprZI/AAAAAAAAACo/pCvNyP1fvTc/S220/Miss+Picky%27s+Avatar.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zArZZegWSuQ/SmlxSnSTPNI/AAAAAAAAAD0/31SnDx3O1cs/s72-c/And+Only+to+Deceive.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-462884583239205088</id><published>2009-07-21T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T22:44:59.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Challenge Wrap-Up</title><content type='html'>I keep forgetting to post this on here. Sorry for the lateness. Anyway, I went for A Drink at Whitechapel and these were the books I read for the challenge, with links to my reviews.&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://inthesound.us/bookheart/?p=307"&gt;A Tale of Two Cities&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; – Charles Dickens (06.24.09)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://inthesound.us/bookheart/?p=345"&gt;North &amp;amp; South&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; – Elizabeth Gaskell (06.30.09)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://inthesound.us/bookheart/?p=96"&gt;Wuthering Heights&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; – Emily Bronte (02.01.09)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm quite glad I only went for three books. It's not easy reading classics :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-462884583239205088?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/462884583239205088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=462884583239205088' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/462884583239205088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/462884583239205088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-challenge-wrap-up.html' title='My Challenge Wrap-Up'/><author><name>Kristine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-7373962547197727322</id><published>2009-07-12T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T05:10:51.428-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alex'/><title type='text'>The Curse of the Pharaohs by Elizabeth Peters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FQJMNt1iphk/SlnRqllMl6I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/ZUOmH5Udb44/s1600-h/The+Curse+of+the+Pharaohs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357543761306752930" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FQJMNt1iphk/SlnRqllMl6I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/ZUOmH5Udb44/s200/The+Curse+of+the+Pharaohs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When Lady Baskerville's husband Sir Henry dies after discovering what may have been an undisturbed royal tomb in Luxor, she appeals to eminent archaeologist Radcliffe Emerson and his wife Amelia to take over the excavation. Amid rumors of a curse haunting all those involved with the dig, the intrepid couple proceeds to Egypt, where they begin to suspect that Sir Henry did not die a natural death, and they are confident that the accidents that plague the dig are caused by a sinister human element, not a pharaoh’s curse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I read A Crocodile in the Sandbank, I became a big fan of Amelia Peabody. She’s unlike any other sleuth heroine I ever read about before. Amelia is one of a kind!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The second book, The Curse of the Pharaohs starts 4 years later after the end of the 1st book. Amelia and Emerson are quietly living in Kent with their son William, nicknamed Ramses. After his birth, his parents felt they couldn’t continue their career as Egyptologists until he had grown and could accompany them to Egypt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While they are trying not to get bored with their smooth English life, they follow in the newspapers the story of Lord Baskerville and how he possibly died of a curse after digging some pharaoh’s tomb. They are immediately interested and both surprised when Baskerville’s widow pay them a visit and asks Emerson to finish the work of her husband. If he refuses, not wanting to leave his wife and son in England, Peabody, knowing how excited he is for a new adventure, convinces him it’s for the best if he accepts the mission. In no time, they are both ready to leave for Egypt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they arrive, they are faced with many problems and treats that make their work even more difficult and feed even more the rumors of an ancient curse. Tired of this situation, the Emersons finally decide to get involved in this investigation and find the responsible behind the mystery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second book of this series is as delicious as the first one. Amelia Peabody continues to exude intelligence and sharp humor. Her reflections about her son are hilarious! The child is a little genius and develops very quickly to the amazement of both his parents. Peters does an excellent job describing him and I can perfectly imagine the little boy’s “chilling and calculating look” when he tries to manipulate his parents. I get the feeling this little Ramses is going to have some extraordinary adventures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chemistry between Peabody and Emerson is intact. All their dialogues, conversations and disputes produce sparks. It’s like watching an extraordinary final at Roland Garros. They know each other well but they still can surprise each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is fast-paced and the descriptions of the Egypt of those times are magnificent, making you feel as you were present during the events.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highly recommended to any reader who enjoys a good mystery and must-read to all Amelia Peabody fans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grade: 4.5/5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And this would be my final review of the Victorian Challenge. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-7373962547197727322?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/7373962547197727322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=7373962547197727322' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/7373962547197727322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/7373962547197727322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/07/curse-of-pharaohs-by-elizabeth-peters.html' title='The Curse of the Pharaohs by Elizabeth Peters'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147385640237155075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FQJMNt1iphk/SUy97v701LI/AAAAAAAAAOk/VNQVWRf4yfc/S220/avatar_historical22.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FQJMNt1iphk/SlnRqllMl6I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/ZUOmH5Udb44/s72-c/The+Curse+of+the+Pharaohs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-6021395268458639066</id><published>2009-07-06T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T09:07:31.346-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laura&apos;s Reviews'/><title type='text'>Laura's Challenge Wrap-Up</title><content type='html'>I aimed to visit Buckingham Palace by reading six books, but I only took a tour of the British Museum with five books.  I forgot just how long it takes me to read a Dickens novel and assumed I would read two books in June instead of just one. Now I know not to leave too much for the last minute … or that I should aim lower and then exceed that goal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My original list was as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte&lt;br /&gt;2. What Jane Austen Ate and Charles Dickens Knew by Daniel Poole&lt;br /&gt;3. Jude the Obscure by Thomas Hardy&lt;br /&gt;4. Framily Parsonage by Anthony Trollope&lt;br /&gt;5. Daniel Deronda by George Eliot&lt;br /&gt;6. Victoria Victorious by Jean Plaidy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alternates:&lt;br /&gt;1. Sylvia's Lovers by Elizabeth Gaskell&lt;br /&gt;2. The Woman in White by Wilie Collins&lt;br /&gt;3. The Old Curiosity Shop by Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;4. Little Dorrit by Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually ended up reading:&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/01/wuthering-heights-by-emily-bronte.html"&gt;Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-jane-austen-ate-and-charles.html"&gt;What Jane Austen Ate and Charles Dickens Knew by Daniel Poole&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  &lt;a href="http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/05/victorian-home-grandeur-and-comforts-of.html"&gt;The Victorian Home: The Grandeur and Comforts of the Victorian Era in Households Past &amp;amp; Present by Ellen M. Plante&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  &lt;a href="http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/06/woman-in-white-by-wilkie-collins-audio.html"&gt;The Woman in White by Wilie Collins (audio)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/07/old-curiosity-shop-by-charles-dickens.html"&gt;The Old Curiosity Shop by Charles Dickens&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t exactly stick to my original list by my addition of The Victorian Home, but I really enjoyed that book.  Overall I really enjoyed this challenge and hope that there will be A Victorian Challenge Part 2 so I can finish up reading the Victorian novels on my stack!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-6021395268458639066?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/6021395268458639066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=6021395268458639066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/6021395268458639066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/6021395268458639066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/07/lauras-challenge-wrap-up.html' title='Laura&apos;s Challenge Wrap-Up'/><author><name>Laura's Reviews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13904763940307902364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CVe1uDU_ywE/To3DHSoEiEI/AAAAAAAAB_0/QD7Cbog2swY/s220/2011_Family_Picture.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-8666347200966123834</id><published>2009-07-06T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T03:24:32.471-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charles Dickens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laura&apos;s Reviews'/><title type='text'>The Old Curiosity Shop by Charles Dickens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r76ldtzexmg/SlHQlHOY-aI/AAAAAAAAASE/fk5Wdixtmbk/s1600-h/old_curiosity_shop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355290767933372834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 85px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r76ldtzexmg/SlHQlHOY-aI/AAAAAAAAASE/fk5Wdixtmbk/s320/old_curiosity_shop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Charles Dickens was one the most popular (if not the most popular) novelist during the Victorian period. He published &lt;em&gt;The Old Curiosity Shop&lt;/em&gt; in his weekly serial publication “Master Humphrey’s Clock” from 1840 to 1841. I have always heard the story that Dickens’ American fans storms the piers of New York City shouting to sailors arriving from England, “Is Little Nell alive” to find out the end of this story. It’s amazing to think about so much excitement for a book. (Actually I guess it sounds like the parties awaiting the arrival of the new Harry Potter novels.) I wanted to see what all of the fuss was about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Old Curiosity Shop&lt;/em&gt; is the story of a beautiful, sweet, and innocent girl named Nell and her grandfather. They live in the titled Old Curiosity Shop, but not for long. Grandfather has a gambling addiction. He wants to make money to ensure that Nell will not have a life of hardship, but instead he gambles away all of his money as well as extensive amounts of money that he has borrowed from the shady “dwarf,” Daniel Quilp. After losing it all, Little Nell and her Grandfather wander through England. The book is the story of their journey as well as of cast of other characters left in London such as Kip, their servant; Sampson and Sally Brass (Quilp’s lawyer and his sister); Richard Swiveller (Little Nell’s brother’s friend), and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved Dickens’ detailed characters. They were all so interesting – especially to see that the way people have not really changed over time. Gambling addiction is not a new problem. I do have a problem with his female characters, they seem rather one dimensional. Sally Brass is a smart woman that works at law with her brother; therefore she is a subject of ridicule. Little Nell is a bit “too perfect.” I didn’t love her as much as I think Dickens’ meant the reader too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The treatment of servants in the book was also interesting. The “Marchioness” doesn’t have a name and lives locked in the Brass’ basement. She is hardly given any food and somehow exists like this. I found this more than a little disturbing!!!’’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read a book-of-the-month club edition. It has the original illustrations, which I really enjoyed looking at while I read. I also loved the description on the right-hand page on top of the current action, such as “Bank-note gone.” One wonders if you can get a quick summary of the book by only reading the headers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPOILER ALERT. I did not like the entire ending chapter of Little Nell’s death. It was (dare I say it?) rather sappy actually. It would have been more striking to not go on and on and on about it and her angel spirit floating away and such. Also her death didn’t really seem to serve the story that well. She hadn’t been mentioned for 100 pages or so, while we were with Kit and the others in London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I liked the book, its world, characters, and descriptions a lot. But I don’t think I would have been waiting at the pier to find out what happened to Little Nell. This was a good Dickens novel, but not as good as my favorites (&lt;em&gt;David Copperfield&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;A Tale of Two Cities&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-8666347200966123834?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/8666347200966123834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=8666347200966123834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/8666347200966123834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/8666347200966123834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/07/old-curiosity-shop-by-charles-dickens.html' title='The Old Curiosity Shop by Charles Dickens'/><author><name>Laura's Reviews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13904763940307902364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CVe1uDU_ywE/To3DHSoEiEI/AAAAAAAAB_0/QD7Cbog2swY/s220/2011_Family_Picture.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r76ldtzexmg/SlHQlHOY-aI/AAAAAAAAASE/fk5Wdixtmbk/s72-c/old_curiosity_shop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-6961918461620889870</id><published>2009-07-05T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T00:37:00.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laurie's Challenge Wrap-Up</title><content type='html'>It's official! I completed the Victorian Challenge! I read four books, two written during the Victorian period, one during the Edwardian period, and one in the 1940s. My final list was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte Yonge, The Clever Woman of the Family&lt;br /&gt;Flora Thompson, Lark Rise to Candleford&lt;br /&gt;Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist&lt;br /&gt;Vita Sackville-West, All Passion Spent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was important to me that at least some of the book I read were actually written in the 19th century. Victorian literature has always daunted me, so tackling some of it at the source was a significant reason why I undertook this challenge. My favorite book of the challenge was Oliver Twist. I didn't find any of these books unpalatable, but my least favorite was likely Lark Rise to Candleford. Looking at my choices, it's perhaps a bit unfair of me to pick favorites. Oliver Twist is by most critics' assessments a work of great literature, and Lark Rise to Candleford makes no pretences to literary greatness. It's a very descriptive book, in modern parlance we might call it 'cozy.' The greatest surprise of the challenge was how easy I found it to engage Dickens. I had always been daunted by his works. This is the first I read seriously as an adult, and I found it a very rewarding experience. I will likely dig deeper into his canon. The least Victorian of these selections was All Passion Spent. I selected it based on the back cover synopsis, which suggested that the book was entirely about the Victorian period. As it turns out, it's about half and half. Overall, this has been a very rewarding challenge experience. If it happens again next year I will surely participate, and my goal will be to select and read only books written during Victoria's reign.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-6961918461620889870?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/6961918461620889870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=6961918461620889870' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/6961918461620889870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/6961918461620889870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/07/lauries-challenge-wrap-up.html' title='Laurie&apos;s Challenge Wrap-Up'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09997422474037368373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-w5evqnnsc/SLmWZy2gTWI/AAAAAAAAAFI/SrXIEajwgtI/S220/avatar.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-6399856168147112867</id><published>2009-07-02T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T19:51:05.880-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Victorian Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joy'/><title type='text'>Joy's Challenge Wrap-Up</title><content type='html'>I actually finished the reading for this challenge several weeks ago, but I didn't want to write a wrap-up until I had all the reviews written. Now that I've finished that task, I can say &lt;em&gt;finis&lt;/em&gt;. I chose &lt;em&gt;Level 2: A Walk in Hyde Park&lt;/em&gt;, which meant I read four books for the challenge. Started out with quite a list of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;possibilities&lt;/span&gt;, but as it turns out only two of the books I actually read were on that list. So, the best-laid plans and all that . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I read, with links to reviews:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://jlshall.blogspot.com/2009/03/review-age-of-innocence.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The Age of Innocence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, by Edith Wharton &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://jlshall.blogspot.com/2009/07/review-angels-insects.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Angels &amp;amp; Insects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, by A.S. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Byatt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://jlshall.blogspot.com/2009/05/review-master.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The Master&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Colm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Toibin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://jlshall.blogspot.com/2009/07/review-valley-of-fear.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The Valley of Fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I'm also noticing that while all my books were set during the Victorian era, none was actually written then – something of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;disappointment&lt;/span&gt;. Guess I'm just a modern girl at heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed all the books, although of the four I think &lt;em&gt;The Valley of Fear&lt;/em&gt; was one that didn't really live up to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;expectations&lt;/span&gt;. My favorite was without a doubt &lt;em&gt;The Age of Innocence&lt;/em&gt; – it's now on my list of all-time best reads, and it's inspired me to go back and give Wharton's &lt;em&gt;House of Mirth&lt;/em&gt; another try, after abandoning it many years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank Alex for coming up with the idea for the challenge and hosting, and all the other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;participants&lt;/span&gt; for all those great reviews and blog posts. This was a wonderful idea – I only wish I'd had time to read a little Trollope. Well, maybe next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Cross-posted on my blog, &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://jlshall.blogspot.com/"&gt;Joy's Blog&lt;/a&gt;.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-6399856168147112867?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/6399856168147112867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=6399856168147112867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/6399856168147112867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/6399856168147112867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/07/joys-challenge-wrap-up.html' title='Joy&apos;s Challenge Wrap-Up'/><author><name>JLS Hall</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oXMCpEz0P3w/TF1ijPt4TlI/AAAAAAAAAAw/YJeXalsx4yA/S220/Joy-Beach_Headshot02b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-735281014429510639</id><published>2009-07-01T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T19:09:45.574-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Victorian Challenge.'/><title type='text'>Brittanie's Wrap-Up Post</title><content type='html'>I finished the Victorian Reading Challenge in the nick of time. I really enjoyed it. I did not read most of my original list. I have a TBR list of books set during this period now. Some came from reading others reviews. I did not finish Silas Marner because I was bored and it left me feeling cold so I may go back to it one day. I have not done reviews for all the books yet. I will probably do mini reviews this week. I do not have a favorite. I liked but did not love them. I look forward to a Second Victorian Reading Challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading Levels:A drink at Whitechapel: 3 books&lt;br /&gt;A walk in Hyde Park: 4 books&lt;br /&gt;A tour of the British Museum: 5 books&lt;br /&gt;A visit to Buckingham Palace: 6 books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going all the way with a visit to Buckingham Palace:6 books&lt;br /&gt;1. Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte&lt;br /&gt;2. A Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens or Cranford by Elizabeth Gaskell&lt;br /&gt;3. Silas Marner by George Elliot or Little Women by Louisa May Alcott&lt;br /&gt;4. Eight Cousins by Louisa May Alcott&lt;br /&gt;5. Heidi by Johanna Spyri&lt;br /&gt;6. Dracula by Bram Stoker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What I actually read:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1. And Only to Deceive by Tasha Alexander&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2. Silent in the Grave by Deanna Raybourn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;3. Silent in the Sanctuary by Deanna Raybourn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;4. Silent on the Moor by Deanna Raybourn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;5. Eight Cousins by Louisa May Alcott (reread)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;6. Rose in Bloom by Louisa May Alcott (reread)&lt;br /&gt;7. Heidi by Johanna Spyri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-735281014429510639?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/735281014429510639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=735281014429510639' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/735281014429510639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/735281014429510639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/07/brittanies.html' title='Brittanie&apos;s Wrap-Up Post'/><author><name>Brittanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00756341697752152164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pc_fRhsmGFI/Tv0h_f0NjMI/AAAAAAAACGM/O5vyb4Kk6cU/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-2594058702982076363</id><published>2009-07-01T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T07:45:33.731-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlotte Bronte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coversgirl'/><title type='text'>Book Review: Jane Eyre by Charlotte Brontë</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT face="georgia" size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.amazon.com/Jane-Penguin-Classics-Charlotte-Bront%C3%AB/dp/0141441143/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1246279388&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctl92JR6lgA/Sktj-1KTWOI/AAAAAAAAA20/lfqVRAQeEtk/s1600-h/janeeyre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 126px; height: 206px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctl92JR6lgA/Sktj-1KTWOI/AAAAAAAAA20/lfqVRAQeEtk/s320/janeeyre.jpg" border="0" alt="Jane Eyre cover"id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353482513133295842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane Eyre has none of the advantages that an ordinary girl might hope for. Plain, orphaned, poor, and friendless, she is dependent upon the scant goodwill of relatives by marriage who never wanted her. One thing she does have is spirit, and after showing it in spectacular fashion she is dispatched by her Aunt Reed to the bleak school at Lowood. Among the strict rules, freezing weather, and the miserable food, she finds friends and a home for the first time in her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight years later, having risen to the post of teacher, Jane feels it is time for a change; and common sense dictates that the way to effect one is to advertise. A letter arrives in response from a Mrs Fairfax, seeking a governess to take up residence at Thornfield Hall. The Hall is everything Jane could wish: a fine house with beautiful grounds, run by a kindly housekeeper, and with an affectionate if frivolous charge in Adele Varens. The one discordant note is the unwelcoming servant Grace Poole, and the spine-chilling laughter that comes from her rooms on the third floor. But what is one unfriendly face in a house whose master is Mr Rochester, who likes to hear Jane talk and make her laugh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane knows that she could never be so lucky; that he must marry status and fortune like those possessed by Blanche Ingram. Still she cannot help but hope, until a surprise event forces her to decide what she truly wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been &lt;I&gt;way&lt;/I&gt; too long since I last read this. Actually, it’s been sitting in my TBR pile ever since I heard there was going to be a new adaptation. (Better late than never . . .) It was just as good the second time as the first. I liked Jane from the start - how can you not love someone who would rather curl up in a window seat with a book than go for a winter walk? And my fondness for her increased as the book continued. She is a heroine of firm principles and sticks to them regardless of what other people might think of her. She will always be one of my favourites, because that quiet strength is something I could realistically aspire to emulate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the hallmarks of the gothic are there: isolated heroine, old house in the middle of nowhere, mysterious owner, sinister servant, strange dreams and things which might defy explanation. It has its unnerving moments, such as Jane’s midnight encounter with Richard Mason, but it feels more like a novel with gothic overtones than an actual gothic. Jane has too much sense to let her imagination run away with her, or let Thornfield Hall’s oddities assume greater importance than her relationships with the people it contains. Chief amongst these is, of course, Mr Rochester, whose past might not be much to boast about but who at least has better intentions for the future. (But you know that they say about good intentions . . .) He might be devoid of looks and possessed of the habit of deriving amusement from other people, but I envy Jane her finding of someone to appreciate her for her mind above all else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there’s a too-convenient stroke of coincidence in Jane’s meeting the Rivers siblings. And I felt that the religious aspects of Rochester’s acceptance of his fate didn’t ring quite true (though that is perhaps the confirmed atheist talking). But really, I don’t care. It’s a wonderful book, one which more than any other love story holds out the tantalising promise of a Prince Charming out there for even the poorest and plainest. (It also has the ever-interesting St John Rivers, who raises the concept of duty to a whole new level.) And it will &lt;I&gt;not&lt;/I&gt; go another who knows how many years without a re-read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Rating:&lt;/B&gt; A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-2594058702982076363?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/2594058702982076363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=2594058702982076363' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/2594058702982076363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/2594058702982076363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/07/book-review-jane-eyre-by-charlotte.html' title='Book Review: &lt;I&gt;Jane Eyre&lt;/I&gt; by Charlotte Brontë'/><author><name>Amat Libris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01343725194203848055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctl92JR6lgA/TCs9jVStEdI/AAAAAAAABE8/E-eCvd33GJE/S220/profileGa2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctl92JR6lgA/Sktj-1KTWOI/AAAAAAAAA20/lfqVRAQeEtk/s72-c/janeeyre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-8138282030138027897</id><published>2009-07-01T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T06:07:54.541-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='End'/><title type='text'>End of the challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm a day late but I wanted to officially end the Victorian Challenge. Since some people told me they were way behind with their reviews (I still have my last one to post also) but they had already read all the books they planned to, I thought we could extend the &lt;strong&gt;posting until the 15 July&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to thank you all for participating and sharing with all of us your reading experiences. It's was a wonderful journey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-8138282030138027897?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/8138282030138027897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=8138282030138027897' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/8138282030138027897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/8138282030138027897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/07/end-of-challenge.html' title='End of the challenge'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147385640237155075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FQJMNt1iphk/SUy97v701LI/AAAAAAAAAOk/VNQVWRf4yfc/S220/avatar_historical22.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-7940123804727624595</id><published>2009-06-30T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T23:37:14.987-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laurie'/><title type='text'>All Passion Spent by Vita Sackville-West</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-w5evqnnsc/SksEAxuOAiI/AAAAAAAAATo/SpoqjhUrMSs/s1600-h/ecf2c73d094318c593753745451434d414f4541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353376993453670946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-w5evqnnsc/SksEAxuOAiI/AAAAAAAAATo/SpoqjhUrMSs/s320/ecf2c73d094318c593753745451434d414f4541.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lady Slane spent her entire life as a politician's wife, raising six children. In the wake of her husband's death she finally has time and space to attend to her own desires. At age eighty-eight Lady Slane chooses to move to her own home, and surround herself with persons of her own choosing. And what Lady Slane chooses to do is to reminisce about her life, from her marriage in 1860 to the present day. Lady Slane's children presume that their mother has descended into madness, but she holds her ground, refusing to become the doddering widow her children expect. In this novel we learn Lady Slane's history: her thwarted dreams of becoming an artist, her love for her husband, and the restrictions incumbent on Victorian political wives. The book culminates as Lady Slane faces an awakening of unexpected passion. This is a dark and contemplative novel, though there are elements of comedy as well. The Slane children all fit into comic stereotypes, and perform their allotted roles to the point of ridiculousness. These comic elements are necessary, they allow Lady Slane to be sensible, rather than cruel, in cutting herself off from her children at the end of her life. Lady Slane's long life spans the Victorian and Edwardian periods, and if the hallmark of the Victorian era was change, than Lady Slane is certainly a good model thereof. She lived through modernization, the growth of empire, and in her reflections we see the long span of her life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Vita Sackville-West, &lt;em&gt;All Passion Spent&lt;/em&gt; (The Dial Press, 1984) ISBN: 0385279760 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-7940123804727624595?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/7940123804727624595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=7940123804727624595' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/7940123804727624595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/7940123804727624595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/06/all-passion-spent-by-vita-sackville.html' title='All Passion Spent by Vita Sackville-West'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09997422474037368373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-w5evqnnsc/SLmWZy2gTWI/AAAAAAAAAFI/SrXIEajwgtI/S220/avatar.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-w5evqnnsc/SksEAxuOAiI/AAAAAAAAATo/SpoqjhUrMSs/s72-c/ecf2c73d094318c593753745451434d414f4541.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-7948654534185245145</id><published>2009-06-30T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T14:18:48.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Cayley's Adventures by Grant Allen</title><content type='html'>&lt;img class="alignright size-full wp-image-3160" title="Miss Cayley" height="216" alt="Miss Cayley" src="http://fleurfisher.wordpress.com/files/2009/06/miss-cayley.jpg" width="140" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Cayley's Adventures is definitely a Victorian novel. Like many works of the period it first appeared in serial form - part one was published in The Strand in March 1898.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Lois Cayley is definitely not a typical Victorian heroine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When her stepfather dies Miss Cayley finds herself alone in the world. The obvious thing to do would be to take her friends advice and find respectable employment as a teacher or in a hat-shop. Does she do that? No. Miss Cayley decides to step out into the world in search of adventure, grabbing whatever chances come her way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The adventures come thick and fast, and the storytelling is quite wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Cayley travels through Germany, Italy, Egypt and India. And in the course of her travels she becomes a lady's maid, a bicycle saleswoman, a house-sitter, the proprietor of a secretarial agency and a journalist. She foils a robbery, wins a cycle race and rescues an injured mountaineer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Miss Cayley is bright, articulate, athletic and extremely resourceful. She is also engaging from the first sentence and so very likeable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the way Miss Cayley makes many friends, a few enemies and she meets her true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is to save him from imprisonment for a crime that she finally return to London. Does Miss Cayley save the day? Is there a happy ending? Well what do you think?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Cayley's Adventures provide wonderful entertainment from beginning to end!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-7948654534185245145?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/7948654534185245145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=7948654534185245145' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/7948654534185245145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/7948654534185245145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/06/miss-cayleys-adventures-by-grant-allen.html' title='Miss Cayley&apos;s Adventures by Grant Allen'/><author><name>FleurFisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096222149445024649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pswg8Of-DLQ/SYGp32XFaQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/g0vFmFnMkmE/S220/The+Rain+Ot+Raineth+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-8516588358549220075</id><published>2009-06-30T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T07:13:31.486-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alex'/><title type='text'>Silent on the Moor by Deanna Raybourn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FQJMNt1iphk/SkpfuQxDRaI/AAAAAAAAAaI/KR4Vo9w-BFU/s1600-h/Silent-on-the-Moor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353196355462579618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FQJMNt1iphk/SkpfuQxDRaI/AAAAAAAAAaI/KR4Vo9w-BFU/s200/Silent-on-the-Moor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;This is a wickedly witty Lady Julia Grey mystery. 'There are things that walk abroad on the moor that should not. But the dead do not always lie quietly, do they, lady?' It is England, 1888. Grimsgrave Manor is an unhappy house, isolated on the Yorkshire moors, silent and secretive. But secrets cannot be long kept in the face of Lady Julia Grey's incurable curiosity. In the teeth of protests from her conventional, stuffy brother, Lady Julia decides to pay a visit to the enigmatic detective, Nicholas Brisbane to bring a woman's touch to his new estate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grimsgrave is haunted by the ghosts of its past and its owner seems to be falling into ruin along with the house. Confronted with gypsy warnings and Brisbane's elusive behavior, Lady Julia scents a mystery. It's not long before her desire for answers leads her into danger unlike any other that she has experienced - and from which, this time, there may be no escape.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;*spoiler alert*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I really enjoyed the first two books of the Lady Julia Grey mysteries, Silent in the Moor was far from giving me the same satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the final pages of Silent in the Sanctuary, we learned that Lady Julia was going to visit Brisbane’s mystery house, Grimsgrave Manor, with her sister, Portia. The later was invited by the young man to help him set up a more pleasant household on his recently acquired house in Yorkshire. Of course, Brisbane isn’t aware of this sisterly plan and when he sees Julia at his doorstep, he is somehow surprised and reluctantly agrees to shelter them both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julia and Portia find themselves living in an old crumbling house with the almost constantly absent Brisbane and the former owners, the Allenbys: Lady Allenby and her two daughters, Ailith (the family beauty) and Hilda (the tomboy). If in the beginning they enjoy their visit, they quickly see that appearances can be very deceiving…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I think Julia is coming out of her shell since book two and we see now how much easily she makes her own decisions and knows what she wants, I can’t stop wishing she would kick Brisbane times to times. The man is completely obnoxious! I do understand why he doesn’t want to have someone in his life, even if I find the reasons exaggerated, but after a while I stop believing he actually cares for Julia and he is, in fact, enjoying being hunted.&lt;br /&gt;It’s easy to understand that while she wants to show him she cares for him, his unjustified absences and rejections would try the patience of a saint. I admired Julia to pursuit what she wanted and cheered her up when she decided it was enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit I was much more interested in Portia’s relationship with Jane. They are both very warm characters and this turn of events was quite a surprise since they always seemed in perfect harmony. Hopefully, Raybourn will give their relationship another go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The atmosphere is very gloomy and sometimes made me think of Wuthering Heights even if that never really works for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mystery was very predictable and, at some point, I was asking myself how they could not see what was going on. You can feel since the beginning there are many skeletons in the closet of the Allenby family, their relationship is strained and in the point of breaking… The comments and attitudes of the servants and even the family about the late Sir Redwall and then Lady Julia’s discovery of two small mummies among the family Egyptian antiquities lead us to a well known story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, after the Grey sisters arrive to Grimsgrave Manor everything seems to drag and slow down. The mystery part could have been solved quickly, just as the reason of Brisbane absences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pleasant read recommended to the fans of the series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grade: 3/5&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-8516588358549220075?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/8516588358549220075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=8516588358549220075' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/8516588358549220075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/8516588358549220075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/06/silent-in-moor-by-deanna-raybourn.html' title='Silent on the Moor by Deanna Raybourn'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147385640237155075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FQJMNt1iphk/SUy97v701LI/AAAAAAAAAOk/VNQVWRf4yfc/S220/avatar_historical22.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FQJMNt1iphk/SkpfuQxDRaI/AAAAAAAAAaI/KR4Vo9w-BFU/s72-c/Silent-on-the-Moor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-7875781894960746862</id><published>2009-06-30T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T09:45:34.592-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alex'/><title type='text'>Mary Barton by Elizabeth Gaskell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FQJMNt1iphk/SkpA3INeMqI/AAAAAAAAAaA/w9AIQACMQrs/s1600-h/mary_barton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 129px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FQJMNt1iphk/SkpA3INeMqI/AAAAAAAAAaA/w9AIQACMQrs/s200/mary_barton.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353162422924227234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;This is Elizabeth Gaskell's first novel, a widely acclaimed work based on the  actual murder, in 1831, of a progressive mill owner. It follows Mary Barton,  daughter of a man implicated in the murder, through her adolescence, when she  suffers the advances of the mill owner, and later through love and marriage. Set  in Manchester, between 1837-42, it paints a powerful and moving picture of  working-class life in Victorian England.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Barton is Elizabeth Gaskell’s first novel. I adored North &amp;amp; South and immediately tried to find all her other books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to confess that I was slightly disappointed with Mary Barton Maybe my expectations were too high and this was, after all, a first try by the author. But don’t get me wrong, this was still a good story with many positive aspects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is all about the city of Manchester during the Industrial Revolution. It‘s our main character and Gaskell follows beautifully its growth. We assist to the first struggling of working classes and the unions or even the harsh daily life of so many families who faced poverty and death.  I was entranced during these parts that were described vividly and in a very human way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love story between the young Mary Barton and Jem Wilson is sweet but that’s all. Somehow, the young couple seemed to be completely swallowed by the events who took place around them. I can say exactly the same about the murder of the son of a factory owner. We know since the beginning who was the responsible and the trial and final revelation are not a surprise at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaskell is a wonderful writer and a true storyteller. Her style is catching and despite some flaws, I found myself craving for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grade: 3.5/5&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-7875781894960746862?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/7875781894960746862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=7875781894960746862' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/7875781894960746862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/7875781894960746862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/06/mary-barton-by-elizabeth-gaskell.html' title='Mary Barton by Elizabeth Gaskell'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147385640237155075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FQJMNt1iphk/SUy97v701LI/AAAAAAAAAOk/VNQVWRf4yfc/S220/avatar_historical22.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FQJMNt1iphk/SkpA3INeMqI/AAAAAAAAAaA/w9AIQACMQrs/s72-c/mary_barton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-867144212890918090</id><published>2009-06-30T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T07:54:08.159-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elizabeth Gaskell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coversgirl'/><title type='text'>Book Review: Cousin Phillis and other stories by Elizabeth Gaskell</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT face="georgia" size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Victorian Challenge #5&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.amazon.com/Cousin-Phillis-Elizabeth-Cleghorn-Gaskell/dp/1436815436/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1246279689&amp;sr=1-3"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctl92JR6lgA/SkomDuZtA2I/AAAAAAAAA2s/FzmK_QTSStA/s320/phillis.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353132952520557410" /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In “Lizzie Leigh” a new widow finally has the chance to go to the city in search of her lost daughter. “The Old Nurse's Story” is a woman’s recollection of the strange events in the first house she worked in. Years of regret and repression come to a head in “Half a Life-time Ago.” The historical story “Lois the Witch” shows how even bad ideas can take hold of a community, fuelled by fear and self-interest as much as by belief. A family struggle to deal with a good-for-nothing relative in “The Crooked Branch.” “Curious, If True” is a fairy-tale maybe-dream of a gentleman lost in the countryside. And “Cousin Phillis” is the story of a young railway worker's friendship with his newly-discovered cousin and the simple mistake that changes both their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the only collection of short stories on my Victorian Challenge list, and I enjoyed all of them. Gaskell tends not to do what you might expect; if you think you know what will happen you’ll have to think again. What can be expected, if you’ve been around this blog for a while, is that the second story was my favourite. I love my ghost stories, and this one was nicely eerie and strange. I’ve made a mental note now to get hold of whatever other spooky tales she's written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another favourite was “Lois the Witch.” The spread of the witch-hunting fervour through Salem made me think of the modern climate doomsday hysteria - it’s a similar pattern of a notion taking on a life of its own as it spreads, and being adopted and believed for a variety of reasons, not all of them well-intentioned. I  liked Lois and the persistent common sense she showed in the strange new world in which she found herself, and the chaos which soon surrounded her. Also I was impressed by the clarity with which Gaskell showed how the witch craze started and was accepted by otherwise rational people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to get started on the classics but feel daunted by the size of some of them, these tales would be an excellent place to start. Short as they are, they’re divided into chapters, so you can take your nineteenth-century wordiness in small doses (and Gaskell is nowhere near, say, James or Dickens in the wordiness stakes). Gothic, historical, fantasy, quiet lives in the English countryside - there’s something here for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Rating:&lt;/B&gt; B+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-867144212890918090?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/867144212890918090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=867144212890918090' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/867144212890918090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/867144212890918090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/06/book-review-cousin-phillis-and-other.html' title='Book Review: &lt;I&gt;Cousin Phillis and other stories&lt;/I&gt; by Elizabeth Gaskell'/><author><name>Amat Libris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01343725194203848055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctl92JR6lgA/TCs9jVStEdI/AAAAAAAABE8/E-eCvd33GJE/S220/profileGa2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctl92JR6lgA/SkomDuZtA2I/AAAAAAAAA2s/FzmK_QTSStA/s72-c/phillis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-4689637518042939002</id><published>2009-06-29T23:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T23:47:39.708-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laurie'/><title type='text'>Oliver Twist by Charles Dickens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-w5evqnnsc/Skm09zaTu0I/AAAAAAAAATY/C7FsqxcxPm8/s1600-h/bcc70d71fcb0e76597741545251434d414f4541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353008605972118338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-w5evqnnsc/Skm09zaTu0I/AAAAAAAAATY/C7FsqxcxPm8/s320/bcc70d71fcb0e76597741545251434d414f4541.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've always been intimidated by Dickens, having heard so much about his legendary wordiness and trenchant prose. This was my first attempt to seriously read Dickens, and I was pleasantly surprised at just how readable this book is. I did notice Dickens's wordiness for approximately the first two pages, but after that I was drawn into the story. I was also pleasantly surprised to discover that Dickens writes with a witty sarcasm- so much for the humorless Victorians. The story of a desperately poor orphan, Oliver Twist offers a deep and complex plot, and plenty of emotional engagement. It's hard not to feel sympathy for suffering young Oliver who, by his own admission, "hasn't a friend in the world." This novel is a book about morality, and is clearly a work of social criticism. Dickens reserves his criticism not for the wealthy, who might seem the obvious target, but for social strivers. Those attempting to raise their social standing, such as the sycophantic Bumble, and the criminal miser Fagin receive the sharpest pricks of Dickens's pen. The truly wealthy are the kindest characters in the book; they are the ones who rescue Oliver and show him true kindness. Dickens kept my attention throughout this novel, I will definitely be exploring more of his canon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Charles Dickens,&lt;em&gt; Oliver Twist&lt;/em&gt; (Wordsworth Classics, 1997) ISBN: 1853260126 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-4689637518042939002?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/4689637518042939002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=4689637518042939002' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/4689637518042939002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/4689637518042939002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/06/oliver-twist-by-charles-dickens.html' title='Oliver Twist by Charles Dickens'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09997422474037368373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-w5evqnnsc/SLmWZy2gTWI/AAAAAAAAAFI/SrXIEajwgtI/S220/avatar.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c-w5evqnnsc/Skm09zaTu0I/AAAAAAAAATY/C7FsqxcxPm8/s72-c/bcc70d71fcb0e76597741545251434d414f4541.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-8969370900249795696</id><published>2009-06-29T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T12:04:12.501-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anthony Trollope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Becky&apos;s Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>Barchester Towers</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title"&gt; &lt;/h3&gt; &lt;div class="post-header-line-1"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="post-body" id="post-2292556625043546724"&gt; &lt;style&gt;#fullpost{display:none;}&lt;/style&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/14510000/14516927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 280px;" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/14510000/14516927.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trollope, Anthony. 1857. Barchester Towers. 528 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the latter days of July in the year 185--, a most important question was for ten days hourly asked in the cathedral city of Barchester, and answered every hour in various ways. Who was to be the new Bishop?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barchester Towers is the second novel in Trollope's Barset series. The first in the series, &lt;a href="http://blbooks.blogspot.com/2009/04/travel-world-uk-warden.html"&gt;The Warden&lt;/a&gt;, I reviewed several months ago. What characters carry over to the second one? Mr. Harding, the former warden, and his two daughters: Susan, married to Dr. Grantly, the archdeacon, the son of the very recently deceased Bishop, and Eleanor Bold, a (somewhat-recent) widow and the mother of young Johnny Bold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barchester Towers is about how complicated and convoluted relationships can become. It's not&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; just&lt;/span&gt; about church politics. It's about social relationships as well. Though church politics does capture much of it. Who will be the new Bishop? Who will be the new warden of Hiram's Hospital? Who will be the new Dean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/15020000/15029197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 280px;" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/15020000/15029197.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The novel is a romantic comedy of sorts. Eleanor, a widow, is quite the catch and there are plenty of men in the neighborhood who would do almost anything to win her heart. But not all of them are worthy of it. And some of them are more interested in her money than in her. Her three suitors are Mr. Obadiah Slope (boo, hiss if you like, trust me he deserves it!), Mr. Bertie Stanhope, and Mr. Francis Arabin. Two of the three are church men. Mr. Slope is chaplain and in the employ of the new bishop, Mr. Proudie. And Mr. Arabin is the vicar of St. Ewold. Mr. Stanhope is a gambler mostly, an idle man who thinks only of living in the moment. Does Eleanor want to be courted? Is she looking for a second husband? A step-father for young Johnny? Whether or not this is the case, it can't be denied that the men in the neighborhood are looking at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said Barchester Towers is a comedy, and that is very much the case. Comical characters abound in Barchester Towers! Mr. Slope. Dr. Proudie. Mrs. Proudie. Those three can get into so much trouble all on their own! I feel a bit sorry for Mr. and Mrs. Quiverful and their fourteen (living) children, a family that gets caught in this tug-of-war power play. Will he or won't he be named the new warden? And those are just a handful of the characters we meet in this second novel. There are the Stanhopes (including the married and attention-grabbing Madame Neroni), the Thornes, and the lower-class sort including the Lookalofts and the Greenacres. I believe Miss Thorne's party is the delight of the novel--spanning about eight chapters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;The order of the day was to be as follows. The quality, as the upper classes in rural districts are designated by the lower with so much true discrimination, were to eat a breakfast, and the non-quality were to eat a dinner. Two marquees had been erected for these two banquets: that for the quality on the esoteric or garden side of a certain deep ha-ha; and that for the non-quality on the exoteric or paddock side of the same. Both were of huge dimensions—that on the outer side was, one may say, on an egregious scale—but Mr. Plomacy declared that neither would be sufficient. To remedy this, an auxiliary banquet was prepared in the dining-room, and a subsidiary board was to be spread &lt;i&gt;sub dio&lt;/i&gt; for the accommodation of the lower class of yokels on the Ullathorne property.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;No one who has not had a hand in the preparation of such an affair can understand the manifold difficulties which Miss Thorne encountered in her project. Had she not been made throughout of the very finest whalebone, riveted with the best Yorkshire steel, she must have sunk under them. Had not Mr. Plomacy felt how much was justly expected from a man who at one time carried the destinies of Europe in his boot, he would have given way, and his mistress, so deserted, must have perished among her poles and canvas.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In the first place there was a dreadful line to be drawn. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who were to dispose themselves within the ha-ha, and who without? To this the unthinking will give an off-hand answer, as they will to every ponderous question. Oh, the bishop and such-like within the ha-ha, and Farmer Greenacre and such-like without. True, my unthinking friend, but who shall define these such-likes?&lt;/span&gt; It is in such definitions that the whole difficulty of society consists. To seat the bishop on an arm-chair on the lawn and place Farmer Greenacre at the end of a long table in the paddock is easy enough, but where will you put Mrs. Lookaloft, whose husband, though a tenant on the estate, hunts in a red coat, whose daughters go to a fashionable seminary in Barchester, who calls her farm-house Rosebank, and who has a pianoforte in her drawing-room? The Misses Lookaloft, as they call themselves, won't sit contented among the bumpkins. Mrs. Lookaloft won't squeeze her fine clothes on a bench and talk familiarly about cream and ducklings to good Mrs. Greenacre. And yet Mrs. Lookaloft is no fit companion and never has been the associate of the Thornes and the Grantlys. And if Mrs. Lookaloft be admitted within the sanctum of fashionable life, if she be allowed with her three daughters to leap the ha-ha, why not the wives and daughters of other families also? Mrs. Greenacre is at present well contented with the paddock, but she might cease to be so if she saw Mrs. Lookaloft on the lawn. And thus poor Miss Thorne had a hard time of it.&lt;/p&gt; And how was she to divide her guests between the marquee and the parlour? She had a countess coming, an Honourable John and an Honourable George, and a whole bevy of Ladies Amelia, Rosina, Margaretta, &amp;c; she had a leash of baronets with their baronnettes; and, as we all know, she had a bishop. If she put them on the lawn, no one would go into the parlour; if she put them into the parlour, no one would go into the tent. She thought of keeping the old people in the house and leaving the lawn to the lovers. She might as well have seated herself at once in a hornet's nest. &lt;/blockquote&gt;Anthony Trollope is fast-becoming one of my favorite authors. I am just falling in love with him. His style, his wit, his humor, his characterizations. The way he can talk about anything (and everything) and make me care. Even the bad guys. Trollope develops these scummy characters with such grace and charm that even though you know they're no good, you enjoy spending time with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://blbooks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Becky's Book Reviews&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-8969370900249795696?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/8969370900249795696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=8969370900249795696' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/8969370900249795696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/8969370900249795696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/06/barchester-towers.html' title='Barchester Towers'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-3211735204954704700</id><published>2009-06-29T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T12:00:11.309-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AnaT'/><title type='text'>Jane Eyre - Charlotte Bronté</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BliD4qkNSLU/SkiJO0sdENI/AAAAAAAAFoU/Sg44gCO7A54/s1600-h/511G3N6C41L__SX500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352679044886106322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 131px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BliD4qkNSLU/SkiJO0sdENI/AAAAAAAAFoU/Sg44gCO7A54/s200/511G3N6C41L__SX500_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Orphaned Jane Eyre grows up in the home of her heartless aunt, where she endures loneliness and cruelty, and at a charity school with a harsh regime. This troubled childhood strengthens Jane's natural independence and spirit - which prove necessary when she finds a position as governess at Thornfield Hall. But when she finds love with her sardonic employer, Rochester, the discovery of his terrible secret forces her to make a choice. Should she stay with him and live with the consequences, or follow her convictions, even if it means leaving the man she loves? A novel of intense power and intrigue, Jane Eyre 1847) dazzled and shocked readers with its passionate depiction of a woman's search for equality and freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane Eyre is my final book for the Victorian Challenge. I know I read this book in my teens but my memory was fuzzy at best and I must say that if not for the 2006 TV adaptation I probably wouldn't have been compelled to reread it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is interesting to read about Jane from childhood, she makes a compelling heroine even when she is a child. She is so focused and so serious in her views and descriptions that we can't help but to want to know more. I have to say though that the book really comes alive for me when Rochester enters the scene. I really enjoy reading about him and Jane matching wits. Jane is always described as a very plain heroine and while I understand that Charlotte Bronte wanted her to shine only through her intelligence and resourcefulness it was a bit too much to have most of the character referring to her like that, after all beauty is in the eye of the beholder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is, of course, a wonderful Gothic, we feel Jane's pain and unhappiness though her childhood, even her relationship with Helen Burns ends in tragedy, and we know, because she says so, that she was never as happy as in Thornfield which she comes to consider her home. However there's always a powerful foreboding sense hanging over them that reaches its high point when Jane and Rochester are about to be married. It is no wonder that she runs away from him, if there's something that is with Jane from beginning to end it’s her strict moral code. While Rochester was a great brooding and mysterious hero there's no way she can accept what he wants and she runs away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt the story slowed down a bit after that, or maybe it was that I wasn't that interested about St John Rivers. Although Jane is as morally irreprehensible as he is she is passionate about what she believes in and has a fire that the preachy St John never manages to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bronte wrote a mysterious dark tale and I was quite happy to see things coming together for Jane in the end. Her reunion with Rochester promises her happiness at last. The book approaches many of the social problems of the time, through Jane Eyre's status and worries Charlotte Bronte shows that women had choices and could be independent but that it wasn't easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grade: 4.5/5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-3211735204954704700?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/3211735204954704700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=3211735204954704700' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/3211735204954704700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/3211735204954704700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/06/jane-eyre-charlotte-bronte.html' title='Jane Eyre - Charlotte Bronté'/><author><name>Ana T.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BliD4qkNSLU/R9W1if1PmeI/AAAAAAAABhk/MrBS9JeCfTM/S220/avatar_aneca2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BliD4qkNSLU/SkiJO0sdENI/AAAAAAAAFoU/Sg44gCO7A54/s72-c/511G3N6C41L__SX500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-5612509373627108749</id><published>2009-06-28T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T14:54:58.829-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fleur'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charles Dickens'/><title type='text'>Little Dorrit by Charles Dickens</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://fleurfisher.wordpress.com/files/2009/06/little-dorrit.jpg" alt="Little Dorrit" title="Little Dorrit" width="132" height="200" class="alignright size-full wp-image-3103" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For years I loved Dickens' writing but I struggled to get through his books. Fortunately though, I have recently found a way to read that works for me. Short installments over a long period of time. Which makes sense when you remember that much of Dickens' work was originally published in serial form.&lt;br /&gt;And so I made a resolution - to read one of the big books every year. And this year's big book is &lt;em&gt;Little Dorrit&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;At the heart of the book there is a simple story of two characters.&lt;br /&gt;Amy Dorrit: The titular heroine. A young women, thinking the best of and doing her best for everyone, and resident with her father in the debtor's prison where she was born.&lt;br /&gt;Arthur Clennam: A middle-aged man recently returned from working aboroad in his family business: He sees signs that his family is responsible for the troubles of the Dorrits and determines to uncover the truth.&lt;br /&gt;Their stories are woven into a much bigger framework. Indeed Dickens presents a panoramic portrait of Victorian London. And through a wide range of characters he explores many of the problems of Victorian society. His primary target is the debtors prison. And then there are bureaucratic government bodies, greedy landlords. powerful bankers..... Themes that still resonate today.&lt;br /&gt;The characterisation is superb, the settings are wonderfully evoked and there was not one moment I considered putting the book down until I reached the end of its 1070 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Little Dorrit&lt;/em&gt; is not without problems. The plot sometimes gets a little lost when Dickens is hitting his targets and a few of the sub-plots and characters are not as strong as the others - maybe even a little superfluous.&lt;br /&gt;But when it works it is superb, packed with incident and provoking an incredible mix of emotions.&lt;br /&gt;And certainly it is a book that I am glad I made the effort to read, and one that I know will stay with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-5612509373627108749?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/5612509373627108749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=5612509373627108749' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/5612509373627108749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/5612509373627108749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/06/little-dorrit-by-charles-dickens.html' title='Little Dorrit by Charles Dickens'/><author><name>FleurFisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096222149445024649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pswg8Of-DLQ/SYGp32XFaQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/g0vFmFnMkmE/S220/The+Rain+Ot+Raineth+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-1961910568794938230</id><published>2009-06-25T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T06:10:35.421-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wilkie Collins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laura&apos;s Reviews'/><title type='text'>The Woman in White by Wilkie Collins (audio)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r76ldtzexmg/SkN2NlxMsgI/AAAAAAAAAQs/F4ej-j6GPKc/s1600-h/woman_white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351250758095122946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 79px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r76ldtzexmg/SkN2NlxMsgI/AAAAAAAAAQs/F4ej-j6GPKc/s320/woman_white.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Woman in White is a very engaging Victorian mystery by Wilkie Collins. I listened to an audio version dramatized by Beverley Cooper and was hooked. I wanted to listen to it constantly to find out what happened. Good thing I was able to make it to my meeting today instead of sitting in the car trying to finish the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel starts with a bang when Walter Hartright is on his way to his new commission as an art teacher when he runs into a mysterious woman dressed from head to toe in white. He helps her to escape to London only to find out later that she had in fact just escaped from a lunatic asylum. Walter arrives at his new post at Limmeridge Hall and meets his new students, half-sisters Marian Halcombe and Laura Fairlie. Laura is a beautiful heiress. Walter and Laura soon fall in love. Unfortunately, Laura is betrothed to another, Sir Percival Glyde. She promised her father on his death bed that she would marry Sir Percival. With misgivings, Laura marries Sir Percival and soon finds out the truth about the mysterious woman in white. I will not say more on the plot except that it is a thrilling read!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked the format of the book. It gave the story from multiple sources and view points, which I read that Collins used because of his legal training. This novel is also one of the first detective stories as Walter Hartright tries to solve the mystery of the woman in white and of what happened to Laura Fairlie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also loved the forthright Marian Halcombe, the “ugly,” but sharp half-sister of Laura. She is a great character and I found her more interesting than Laura who was slightly one-dimensional. I also liked the feminist aspects of the novel – it really points out the flaws in the laws during Victorian times when it came to women inheriting an estate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another interesting note is that as a young man, Collins had his own run in with a mysterious woman in white, who later became his mistress. I read this in the forward to my novel and was intrigued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-1961910568794938230?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/1961910568794938230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=1961910568794938230' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/1961910568794938230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/1961910568794938230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/06/woman-in-white-by-wilkie-collins-audio.html' title='The Woman in White by Wilkie Collins (audio)'/><author><name>Laura's Reviews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13904763940307902364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CVe1uDU_ywE/To3DHSoEiEI/AAAAAAAAB_0/QD7Cbog2swY/s220/2011_Family_Picture.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r76ldtzexmg/SkN2NlxMsgI/AAAAAAAAAQs/F4ej-j6GPKc/s72-c/woman_white.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-3916288104085150690</id><published>2009-06-20T07:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T07:53:32.577-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AnaT'/><title type='text'>The Woman In White - Wilkie Collins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BliD4qkNSLU/SjumSic0bhI/AAAAAAAAFho/KB1cFgXA1y8/s1600-h/055321263X_01_LZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349051819848134162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BliD4qkNSLU/SjumSic0bhI/AAAAAAAAFho/KB1cFgXA1y8/s200/055321263X_01_LZZZZZZZ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A mysterious figure in white appears on Hampstead Heath, before the&lt;br /&gt;narration moves to a large North Country house. Sections of the storyline are taken up by a variety of characters, through whose eyes we experience events in this romantic, gothic thriller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I had read The Woman in White in my teens and now I had only a vague idea of the plot so I decided to read it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wilkie Collins writes an intriguing and engaging story. From the moment when Walter Hartright meets a mysterious woman in white running away from a private asylum and helps her, we are drawn into the puzzle of who she is. After Walter arrives at his next employment, it becomes apparent that there must be some relationship between the woman and Laura Fairlie, for whom Walter falls in love. And after Laura married the man her late father had destined to her and Walter leaves the country to forget her it seems apparent that Laura’s Husband and his friend Count Fosco are involved in a mystery of their own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as Laura marries Sir Percival Glyde and they return from their honeymoon to live with her sister Marian Halcombe it is apparent that Sir Percival’s main interest is his wife’s money and he will do all in his power to get it, dutifully aided by Fosco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think one of the main attractions is how the story is written. It is presented as a series of letters by some of the most prominent intervenients in the action so the point of view differs according to who is remembering the events. While it was sometimes frustrating to read how easy it was for the conspirators to fool everyone it was also an interesting exercise to read about everyone’s thoughts and how they had different voices.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say that I found Marian to be the most appealing character; she is strong, sensible and determined where Laura always seems too distant. While she and the woman in white are the key to the whole conspiracy she seems more like an object of adoration up in its pedestal than an active participant. Marian and the sinister Count Fosco are definitely the characters that I most vividly remembered after closing the book. Wilkie Collins is great at plotting and keeping us in suspense until the end when everything is revealed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grade: 4.5/5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-3916288104085150690?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/3916288104085150690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=3916288104085150690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/3916288104085150690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/3916288104085150690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/06/woman-in-white-wilkie-collins.html' title='The Woman In White - Wilkie Collins'/><author><name>Ana T.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BliD4qkNSLU/R9W1if1PmeI/AAAAAAAABhk/MrBS9JeCfTM/S220/avatar_aneca2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BliD4qkNSLU/SjumSic0bhI/AAAAAAAAFho/KB1cFgXA1y8/s72-c/055321263X_01_LZZZZZZZ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-5913208650016155013</id><published>2009-06-17T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T09:49:13.063-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeanette'/><title type='text'>Under the Greenwood Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eLsrsA9bZAk/SjhbuXcU8WI/AAAAAAAAC2A/F0BNh5UwyKk/s1600-h/under+greenwood+tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 131px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eLsrsA9bZAk/SjhbuXcU8WI/AAAAAAAAC2A/F0BNh5UwyKk/s200/under+greenwood+tree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348125409627402594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Under the Greenwood Tree, published 1872&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the Greenwood Tree begins as a humorous and somewhat charming look at a simplistic group of church musicians who are about to be disbanded to make way for an organ. Along the way the story morphed into the strange and still often humorous love story between Dick Dewey and the village's new school teacher, Fancy Day. As a couple I found the pair rather mismatched but it did lead to some fun reading.&lt;br /&gt;This is my first Hardy novel and I was surprised at how humorous and light the story was. It is my understanding that most of his major works are much more dark and not so happy. None the less, I found myself laughing and enjoying myself quite a bit, especially the parts with the choir, a group of men who were prone to get drunk before doing anything.&lt;br /&gt;In the end I am just left wondering if Dick and Fancy could really have been happy together? She's so concerned about being modern and is a bit pretentious and he is such a simple working man. Then, of course, there is that secret Fancy is keeping from Dick...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-5913208650016155013?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/5913208650016155013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=5913208650016155013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/5913208650016155013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/5913208650016155013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/06/under-greenwood-tree.html' title='Under the Greenwood Tree'/><author><name>Jeanette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eLsrsA9bZAk/TFcyClYgnsI/AAAAAAAAELg/wcgfCf4TVO4/S220/J.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eLsrsA9bZAk/SjhbuXcU8WI/AAAAAAAAC2A/F0BNh5UwyKk/s72-c/under+greenwood+tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-3557911846639325800</id><published>2009-06-17T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T09:23:35.779-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George Eliot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Becky&apos;s Book Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Middlemarch'/><title type='text'>Becky Reviews Middlemarch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/8430000/8433209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 443px; height: 700px;" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/8430000/8433209.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Eliot, George. 1871/1872. Middlemarch. 791 pages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Miss Brooke had that kind of beauty which seems to be thrown into relief by poor dress.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who is George Eliot? Mary Ann Evans, a woman writer in the nineteenth century who published many novels including Middlemarch, Silas Marner, Adam Bede, and A Mill on the Floss. Middlemarch is a long novel, quite a chunkster, and it does require commitment from the reader. It's a complex novel with many characters and many story lines. There isn't necessarily one story line that outshines all the others. I think how readers explain what it's all about has more to do with them than with the book in a way. If you're looking for a romance, you'll find the makings of it in Middlemarch, but it is so much more than a romance. If you're looking &lt;i&gt;only&lt;/i&gt; for romance, you'll probably find it a bit boring. It addresses the complexities of the time in which it is set--the 1830s--we've got politics, economics, and society--especially society. To sum it up, Middlemarch is a novel about characters who have made really foolish choices and are having to learn to deal with them. Some adapt and change with grace and dignity. Others don't. Other's won't. Some let the weight of their mistakes drag them down. Of course, that doesn't quite describe all the book or all the characters. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dorothea Brooke makes a big mistake in marrying a much older man, an incompetent scholar, Edward Casaubon, who transforms into a cruel, controlling, jealous man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fred Vincy makes a big mistake when he can't pay his debts. He convinces Caleb Garth, the father of the woman he loves, Mary Garth, to agree to pay his debts if and only he can't come up with the funds. Of course, his intentions are that the Garths won't be stuck paying off his debts. But well, you know what they say about good intentions...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tertius Lydgate makes a big mistake when he marries Rosamond Vincy, a vain, shallow woman who's selfish to the core. I don't know if her selfishness can compete with let's say Scarlett O'Hara, but she's a horrible wife for this doctor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will Ladislaw makes a big mistake when he falls in love with Dorothea (she's married to his cousin)...and yet because he can't have the woman he loves...decides to fall into a flirtatious affair with Rosamond Vincy (another married woman).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then there is poor old Nicholas Bulstrode. But that's a whole other story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My good friend, Anonymous L, asks, "What did you think about the last lines of Middlemarch?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I liked the bit about "the growing good of the world is partly dependent on unhistoric acts; and that things are not so ill with you and me as they might have been, is half owing to the number who lived faithfully a hidden life, and rest in unvisited tombs." I think it is very true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://freshinkbooks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sandra&lt;/a&gt; asks, "Did you enjoy it? Is Middlemarch worth my time or is it just another book about women and romance?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes and no. Don't let the 'and no' scare off potential readers. I thought the text bogged down here and there. It's hard for all readers to find all story lines of equal interest. And there were some chapters that bogged down (for me) in politics. Some characters had back stories that were complex and detailed. And not every chapter furthered the plot, in my opinion. That being said, there were moments where it was pure fun to be reading this book. Some of the best characters, in my opinion, were the minor characters. I liked Mrs. Cadwallader, Celia Brooke, and all of the Garths. And I rather liked Mr. Farebrother. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This isn't strictly speaking a romance though people do fall in love. It's more about what comes after. What happens after the wooing is over. What happens when the people you profess you love, disappoint you. What happens when you're sick and tired of being married and tied down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a novel about expectations (ideals) and reality. And how reality has a way of slapping you in the face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a novel that focuses just as much on men as it does in women. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebookladysblog.com/"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/a&gt; asks, "Is it worth the time and energy? What kinds of readers would be most likely to enjoy it?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it depends on your timing. I think this one can be absorbing and draw readers in. And I think it can be intimidating in parts as well. I'm glad I read it. I liked parts of it. But I didn't like &lt;i&gt;every&lt;/i&gt; part of it. I think patient readers will enjoy it. I think folks who are more into character-focused novels will enjoy it. It's a slower-paced novel. I think folks who already have an interest in classics would be more likely to enjoy it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://astripedarmchair.blogspot.com/"&gt;Eva&lt;/a&gt; asks, "Do you enjoy that device [of authors making interjections and asides to the reader] in novels...or does it snap you out of the narrative?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like it in certain novels. I think it can add a lot to some books. I didn't notice it as much in Eliot as I have in other novels I've been reading lately. (Though many of the lines I underlined were like this.) But I am love, love, loving it in my Anthony Trollope novels! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bookgazing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jodie&lt;/a&gt; asks, "Is Middlemarch the first book by Eliot that you have read? How were the female characters in the book portrayed?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've also read and reviewed &lt;a href="http://blbooks.blogspot.com/2009/02/silas-marner.html"&gt;Silas Marner&lt;/a&gt;. I hope to read more of Eliot in the upcoming years. As for how female characters were portrayed, I think there were diverse representations: all classes of women (lower, middle, upper). I hate to use the word 'types' but for lack of a better one...there were maternal types, pure-and-true-and-faithful types, understanding stand-by-my-man types, gossip-loving types, romantic and idealistic types, mean and spiteful types, shallow, vain, and selfish types. Some of the women characters were intelligent conversationalists, and others were more in the shadows of their husbands. Some women wanted to wear the pants in the family, others not so much. No doubt they'll be some characters you dislike. But you'll probably find some characters to like as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;© Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://blbooks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Becky's Book Reviews&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-3557911846639325800?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/3557911846639325800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=3557911846639325800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/3557911846639325800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/3557911846639325800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/06/becky-reviews-middlemarch.html' title='Becky Reviews Middlemarch'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-1764142566447116598</id><published>2009-06-10T08:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T08:22:26.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Review: The World Before Her</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lo39U0fZcqM/Si_Pac3GytI/AAAAAAAABHQ/5jjdq5bfRqo/s1600-h/world+before+her.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345719336042941138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lo39U0fZcqM/Si_Pac3GytI/AAAAAAAABHQ/5jjdq5bfRqo/s320/world+before+her.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Author: Deborah Weisgall&lt;br /&gt;Publisher: &lt;a href="http://www.houghtonmifflinbooks.com/catalog/titledetail.cfm?titleNumber=694014"&gt;Houghton Mifflin Company, 2008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Fiction&lt;br /&gt;Hardback 273 pages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=S7Ut1Bi8XykC&amp;amp;dq=the+world+before+her+deborah+weisgall&amp;amp;source=gbs_summary_s&amp;amp;cad=0"&gt;From Google book search&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A stunning novel about two women and two marriages -- George Eliot at the end of her life, and another woman a century later. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year is 1880 and the setting is Venice. Marian Evans -- whose novels under the pen name George Eliot have placed her among the famed Englishwomen of her time -- has come to this enchanted city on her honeymoon. Newly married to John Cross, twenty years her junior, she hopes to put her guilt to rest. Marian lived, unmarried, with George Henry Lewes for twenty-five years, until his death. She took a tremendous risk and paid a high price for that illicit union, but she also achieved happiness and created art. Now she wants to love again. In this new marriage, in this romantic place, can this writer give herself the happy ending that she provided for Middlemarch’s Dorothea Brooke? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parallel story of a sculptor named Caroline Spingold brings us to Venice one hundred years later, in 1980. Caroline’s powerful, wealthy older husband has brought her to the city against her will, to celebrate their tenth wedding anniversary. Having spent a perfect childhood summer in Venice with her parents, before her father left her mother, Caroline had vowed never to return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In alternating chapters linked by the themes of art, love, and marriage, The World Before Her tells of these two women -- and their surprising similarities. In a city where the canals reflect memory as much as light, they both confront desire, and each assesses what she has and who she is. At the heart of this sumptuously and evocatively written novel lies the eternal dilemma of how to find love and sustain it, without losing one’s self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The book starts with Marion Evans and then each chapter alternates thereafter. I thought that would be confusing but the length of the chapters is perfect. Just enough information about the woman and her particular situation before pausing for the other woman's installment.&lt;br /&gt;Although these women are separated by 100 years, they are experiencing the same situation. Their marriages have 20 year age differences, and both have learned things about their spouses that causes them to reflect on their lives and choices. A great deal of introspection and reflection on their joyous pasts, both of which include a previous gloriously happy trip to Venice. Not so this time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Marion's story, we learn tidbits of her life with George Lewes, which include hanging out with Clara Schumann and Liszt. We also get a glimpse of her marriage to George, and the consequences of that union. With respect to Caroline, we witness her growing up in both her thought process and actions. She learns to see the world as it really is, and acts accordingly. Something Marion could never really do given the constraints of Victorian England.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thoroughly enjoyed this book. The writing was lovely and the chapters were done perfectly. The descriptions of Venice and its beautiful treasures of art were excellent and transported me to both 1880 and 1980.   I could smell the canals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit I did not know who Marion Evans was, and my feelings went out to her. Caroline too, but more so for Marion because she was trapped in her situation. Middlemarch was already on my tbr, but I will be moving that up. All in all an excellent book, which completely surprised me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Rating:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;97/100 I really liked it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-1764142566447116598?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/1764142566447116598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=1764142566447116598' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/1764142566447116598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/1764142566447116598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/06/review-world-before-her.html' title='Review: The World Before Her'/><author><name>Jenny Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04077659644092707107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lo39U0fZcqM/SVagby3kE5I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/lyJuIGGhOLc/S220/girl+reading.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lo39U0fZcqM/Si_Pac3GytI/AAAAAAAABHQ/5jjdq5bfRqo/s72-c/world+before+her.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-3217839739270202819</id><published>2009-06-05T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T11:19:35.569-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Victorian Challenge.'/><title type='text'>Half Moon Street.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYJ8UYQcQo4/SilhU8zD64I/AAAAAAAABU0/KGCpo_rGu60/s1600-h/Half+Moon+Street.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343909445397375874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYJ8UYQcQo4/SilhU8zD64I/AAAAAAAABU0/KGCpo_rGu60/s320/Half+Moon+Street.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Half Moon Street&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by Anne Perry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Inspector Pitt Novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set in Victorian England this novel chronicles the investigation of a murder. Inspector Thomas Pitt leads a polce hunt around central London after a body is found manacled to a punt. The body is male dressed in women's clothing.&lt;br /&gt;The Inspector's wife, Charlotte is on holiday in Paris with relatives and his children are enjoying a break by the sea. With plenty of solitude at his disposal the Inspector delves into the murky underworld of the capital in order to solve the murder.&lt;br /&gt;As he progresses there are revelations of his wife's family. Family secrets hidden for many years, causing much anguish, are eventually aired , bringing with them much shock and horror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;'Grandmama could hear her own heart beating. She was holding her breath, as if that could somehow stop him from answering. This was her worst nightmare come back no longer a dream...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this disclosure of family secrets the story highlights the differnce between the older Victorian generation and the young people of the age and consequently passions are inflamed in many circles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;'You may have the maid bring my dinner upstairs to me. You would be well advised to spend the rest of the afternoon considering your behaviour, and your loyaties to the husband you have elected to marry. Not that you ever took advice!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As his enquiries lead him further into the back streets of London Pitt finds himself drawn into the world of theatres and artists and through much searching discovers a solution to the murder in a most unlikely place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This novel had a good ending ; an unexpected ending. It was a good read. I read this book as my final choice in the&lt;br /&gt;Victorian Challenge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-3217839739270202819?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/3217839739270202819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=3217839739270202819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/3217839739270202819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/3217839739270202819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/06/half-moon-street.html' title='Half Moon Street.'/><author><name>zetor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IYJ8UYQcQo4/SBNh6A-94WI/AAAAAAAAAIs/hahVBJ46wwY/S220/X6CAB55IX1CAXKST56CATBCHV0CAZFOXV4CANTE6X7CA6ZVMHRCAPXOMJOCAP8VJ4RCA12SE3JCAB8CV6FCAHPEW07CAXTH1VHCAQSXOP7CANJ8ULMCAYTRMLPCARMYGGDCAYK8KA6CAB9JM7OCA0B6303.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYJ8UYQcQo4/SilhU8zD64I/AAAAAAAABU0/KGCpo_rGu60/s72-c/Half+Moon+Street.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-2160885373405016028</id><published>2009-06-04T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T09:25:46.747-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ana O.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deanna Raybourn'/><title type='text'>Silent in the Grave by Deanna Raybourn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zArZZegWSuQ/SifygYQvTZI/AAAAAAAAACg/ic4wlw1zMXQ/s1600-h/silent+in+the+grave+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 314px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zArZZegWSuQ/SifygYQvTZI/AAAAAAAAACg/ic4wlw1zMXQ/s400/silent+in+the+grave+01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343506120980778386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;«Let the wicked be ashamed, and let them be silent in the grave.&lt;br /&gt;These ominous words, slashed from the pages of a book of Psalms, are the last threat that the darling of London society, Sir Edward Grey, receives from his killer. Before he can show them to Nicholas Brisbane, the private inquiry agent he has retained for his protection, Sir Edward collapses and dies at his London home, in the presence of his wife, Julia, and a roomful of dinner guests.&lt;br /&gt;Prepared to accept that Edward's death was due to a longstanding physical infirmity, Julia is outraged when Brisbane visits and suggests that Sir Edward has been murdered. It is a reaction she comes to regret when she discovers the damning paper for herself, and realizes the truth.&lt;br /&gt;Determined to bring her husband's murderer to justice, Julia engages the enigmatic Brisbane to help her investigate Edward's demise. Dismissing his warnings that the investigation will be difficult, if not impossible, Julia presses forward, following a trail of clues that lead her to even more unpleasant truths, and ever closer to a killer who waits expectantly for her arrival.»&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While throwing a dinner party for a few guests, Lady Julia Grey sees her husband collapse at her feet. Though still a young man, no one is particularly shocked to see him die a couple of hours later, due to a chronic family infirmity that had always plagued him. Trouble begins when she receives a surprise visit from Sir Nicholas Brisbane, who was apparently working for her deceased husband as an investigator, trying to discover who was sending him death threats. Lady Julia cannot believe that someone had anything against her husband, London's society sweetheart could not have been murdered, as Sir Nicholas suggests. But one day while finally cleaning out her husband's study she's horrified to find, hidden within his desk, one of the mentioned death threats. So Lady Julia concludes that maybe Sir Nicholas wasn't entirely wrong, maybe there was indeed someone who wanted to murder Sir Edward Grey. Who could it be? And why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book grabbed me right from the first sentence, "To say I met Nicholas Brisbane over my husband's dead body is not entirely accurate. Edward, it should be noted, was still twitching upon the floor.". What a magnificent way to start a mystery book, I thought, but the problem was the rest of the story didn't live up to that very first sentence. Lady Julia comes from a liberal family, her mother died when she was a young girl and her father believes in giving women their independence. While her sister's are all interesting and distinct characters, especially Portia, one of the best secondary characters I've met in a while, a woman who has the courage to expose to the world that she is gay and lives with another woman. Lady Julia, our heroine comes out as plain, uninteresting, too innocent almost to the extreme of stupidity, while the author tries to tell us she's an independent and intelligent young woman, no one as intelligent as she was described would let herself be drugged on purpose or ask her butler's permission to search her own house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Lady Julia left me indifferent, Sir Nicholas was quite the opposite, I took an immediate dislike to his character, he seemed cold and arrogant, and while those characteristics can be attractive on certain heroes, this wasn't the case. To me, the author tried too hard to make him mysterious, to give him that dark aura that is sometimes seductive, at times I thought I was looking at a cheap copy of Sherlock Holmes, he even plays the violin for Pete's sake. Oh and that "secret" thing was a tiny bit overboard, not very realistic and completely out of place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mystery was mildly interesting, though it takes second place to Lady Julia's life, thoughts, doubts, problems, maybe if she did something instead of just roaming around playing dress up, we could have a better story. Even the resolution was anticlimactic, I was expecting a family secret, someone wanting the family's money and murdering everyone for it, I don't know, something that made it worthwhile reading 600 pages for, I'm sorry to say that was a poor excuse for a villain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard the second book is a lot better and I'll probably give it a try, but I sure hope it has a lot more scenes with Portia and the crow or I'll be very disappointed! :-P This was my first book read for the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Victorian Challenge&lt;/span&gt;, still two more to review and three others to read. I'd better get to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Rating: &lt;/span&gt;3/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Review also published &lt;a href="http://misspickyscolumn.com/2009/06/04/silent-in-the-grave-by-deanna-raybourn-2006/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-2160885373405016028?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/2160885373405016028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=2160885373405016028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/2160885373405016028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/2160885373405016028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/06/silent-in-grave-by-deanna-raybourn.html' title='Silent in the Grave by Deanna Raybourn'/><author><name>Ana O.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zArZZegWSuQ/SRsHVsiDWxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/U2I5SM8y-HM/S220/Virgulina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zArZZegWSuQ/SifygYQvTZI/AAAAAAAAACg/ic4wlw1zMXQ/s72-c/silent+in+the+grave+01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-6711639318401262217</id><published>2009-06-04T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T06:57:42.303-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alex'/><title type='text'>Murder in Nob Hill by Shirley Tallman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FQJMNt1iphk/SifSFlQVzfI/AAAAAAAAAZg/mE9SnDm9V3M/s1600-h/murder_nob_hill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343470476240211442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FQJMNt1iphk/SifSFlQVzfI/AAAAAAAAAZg/mE9SnDm9V3M/s320/murder_nob_hill.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FQJMNt1iphk/SifR6bG7LCI/AAAAAAAAAZY/hlVkJQt6Mtc/s1600-h/murder_nob_hill.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The year is 1880, the place San Francisco. Intelligent, outspoken Sarah Woolson is a young woman with a goal and the fortitude to achieve it. She has always dreamed of becoming a lawyer. The trouble is, everyone believes women belong in the home – that it is not only unnatural, but against God’s will for them to seek a career.&lt;br /&gt;When Sarah finagles an interview with one of the city’s most prestigious law firms, no one thinks she has a prayer of being hired. Except Sarah. Using her brains and a little subterfuge, she not only manages to become the firm’s newest (and only female) associate attorney, she also acquires her first client—a lovely young society matron suspected of brutally stabbing to death her wealthy but abusive husband. Sarah is sure of her client’s innocence, but the revelation of the woman’s secret lover may make that innocence impossible to prove.When four more victims fall prey to the killer’s knife,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah fears she has bitten off more than she can chew. Bucking her boorish employer and the judicial system, Sarah finds herself embroiled in shady legal maneuvers, a daring Chinatown raid, and a secret and very scandalous sex club in this irresistible blend of history, romance, and murder.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Woolson is the younger daughter of a prominent family of San Francisco. Her father is a respected judge and she always wanted to follow his footsteps and practice law. While having all the requirements, a woman attorney was not a common thing in 1880. But Sarah is not easily put down and with the help of her brother, she manages to get an interview with Shepherd, McNaughton and Hall (a renowned law firm). There she meets Annjennet Hannaford, a young widow and a client of the firm but who gets a patronizing answer to her economical concerns caused by her husband’s murder. Sarah’s attention is immediately caught and she offers her services to Annjennet, to great despair and annoyance of Shepherd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah is one of those heroines I can’t help admiring. She’s intelligent and brave, nothing stops her until the murder is solved. Even if pampered and protected by her father, she knows how privileged she is and that awareness grows during her dangerous investigations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite moments are the bickering scenes between our heroine and Robert Campbell. It’s hilarious when she calmly and logically explains something to her stubborn and quick temper colleague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also enjoyed the glimpses of the town’s Chinese community, something I don’t often read about. The mysterious Li Ying is a wonderful character and I truly hope to see more of him in Tallman’s future books. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only the portrait of 19th century San Francisco caught my attention right away but the fast pace mystery keeps you guessing until the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grade: 4/5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-6711639318401262217?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/6711639318401262217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=6711639318401262217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/6711639318401262217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/6711639318401262217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/06/murder-in-nob-hill-by-shirley-tallman.html' title='Murder in Nob Hill by Shirley Tallman'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147385640237155075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FQJMNt1iphk/SUy97v701LI/AAAAAAAAAOk/VNQVWRf4yfc/S220/avatar_historical22.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FQJMNt1iphk/SifSFlQVzfI/AAAAAAAAAZg/mE9SnDm9V3M/s72-c/murder_nob_hill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-8991357995170013232</id><published>2009-05-27T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T09:05:01.294-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laura&apos;s Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interior Design - Victorian'/><title type='text'>The Victorian Home:  The Grandeur and Comforts of the Victorian Era in Households Past &amp; Present by Ellen M. Plante</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r76ldtzexmg/Sh2gHJeRr7I/AAAAAAAAAPE/YGnjgVI2LSk/s1600-h/victorian_home.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340600777793712050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 95px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r76ldtzexmg/Sh2gHJeRr7I/AAAAAAAAAPE/YGnjgVI2LSk/s320/victorian_home.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;The Victorian Home&lt;/em&gt; is a fantastic guide to the history of the uses and decorations of each room in a home during the Victorian period from 1837 to 1901. This book gives a brief overall history of interior design and furniture styles during the “early” and “late” Victorian periods and then breaks into chapters about each room. Chapters included:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Proper Parlor&lt;br /&gt;2. The Dining Room&lt;br /&gt;3. The Library and Sitting Room&lt;br /&gt;4. The Victorian Kitchen&lt;br /&gt;5. The Victorian Bathroom&lt;br /&gt;6. The Victorian Bedroom&lt;br /&gt;7. The Victorian Porch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end of the book also includes a glossary of terms and lists where to buy authentic and reproductions of Victorian furniture and decorations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each chapter gave an intriguing history of that room in a Victorian house and further detail on walls, floors, window treatments, furniture, lighting, etc. during different periods in the Victorian era. It also gave detail on how to bring this Victorian interior design to your modern home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book included wonderful pictures throughout to illustrate design examples. On a negative, the pictures were all from very large houses that were probably mansions. There were not very many pictures of smaller rooms or more middle class Victorian homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall this book gave a great overall impression of what it would be like to live in a Victorian home during the Victorian time period. Now when the library or dining rooms are mentioned in a Victorian novel, I will know how to envision them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-8991357995170013232?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/8991357995170013232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=8991357995170013232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/8991357995170013232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/8991357995170013232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/05/victorian-home-grandeur-and-comforts-of.html' title='The Victorian Home:  The Grandeur and Comforts of the Victorian Era in Households Past &amp; Present by Ellen M. Plante'/><author><name>Laura's Reviews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13904763940307902364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CVe1uDU_ywE/To3DHSoEiEI/AAAAAAAAB_0/QD7Cbog2swY/s220/2011_Family_Picture.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r76ldtzexmg/Sh2gHJeRr7I/AAAAAAAAAPE/YGnjgVI2LSk/s72-c/victorian_home.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-6568832656345827738</id><published>2009-05-26T13:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T13:10:33.166-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kim'/><title type='text'>Elizabeth and Her German Garden</title><content type='html'>Book: Elizabeth and Her German Garden by Elizabeth Von Arnim&lt;br /&gt;Finished: March, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Pages: 250&lt;br /&gt;Challenges:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;** &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;18th &amp;amp; 19th Century Women Authors Challenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;New Author Challenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Read and Review Challenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Read Your Name Challenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Themed Reading Challenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;20 in 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Victorian Challenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Winter Reading Challenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First Sentence:  "&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;May 7th--I love my garden.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dw8RK8vb68Q/Sc2bXbbQKvI/AAAAAAAAFxc/4OAqFrDjPa4/s1600-h/elizabethandhergermangarden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dw8RK8vb68Q/Sc2bXbbQKvI/AAAAAAAAFxc/4OAqFrDjPa4/s200/elizabethandhergermangarden.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318077561795783410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last Sentence:  " &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I do sincerely trust that the benediction that is always awaiting me in my garden may by degrees be more deserved, and that I may grow in grace, and patience and cheerfulness, just like the happy flowers I so much love.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Synopsis (from Barnes and Noble)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Elizabeth and Her German Garden was the first book published by author Elizabeth Von Arnim. Originally published in 1898, the semi-autobiographical novel written about a rural idyll became a highly successful book which was subsequently reprinted twenty-one times within its first year. This witty and sacrcastic novel has kept the attention of readers for over a century, and once you read this title for the first time, you will be unable to stop rereading it for many years to come. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was  delightful. The author offers up doses of wit and sarcasm as she exposes her observations of human nature as well as sharing her love of her beautiful garden with the reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(written on September 15th):   "There is a feeling about this month that reminds me of March and the early days of April, when spring is still hesitating on the threshold and the garden holds its breath in expectation."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(frustration at as a woman  being prohibited from actually doing the physical labor of gardening and being forced to hire a gardener) : " It is not graceful, and it makes one hot; but it is a blessed sort of work, and if Eve had had a spade in Paradise and known what to do with it, we should not have had all that sad business of the apple."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-6568832656345827738?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/6568832656345827738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=6568832656345827738' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/6568832656345827738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/6568832656345827738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/05/elizabeth-and-her-german-garden.html' title='Elizabeth and Her German Garden'/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TXVWHUWPpP4/TkhdUSkepRI/AAAAAAAAJNs/gDb-1IWlGKI/s220/IMG_2402.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dw8RK8vb68Q/Sc2bXbbQKvI/AAAAAAAAFxc/4OAqFrDjPa4/s72-c/elizabethandhergermangarden.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-1489547891020457535</id><published>2009-05-26T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T13:09:04.956-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kim'/><title type='text'>The Awakening</title><content type='html'>Book: The Awakening by Kate Chopin&lt;br /&gt;Finished: February 2009&lt;br /&gt;Pages: 180&lt;br /&gt;Challenges:&lt;br /&gt;** &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;A-Z Challenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;18th &amp;amp; 19th Women Authors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Read and Review&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;20 in 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;New Author&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Winter Reading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Victorian Challenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Themed Reading Challenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First Sentence:  " &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A green and yellow parrot, which hung in a cage outside the door, kept repeating over and over: Allez vous-en! Sapristi! That's all right!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/16070000/16072326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 211px;" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/16070000/16072326.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last Sentence: " &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;There was the hum of bees, and the musky odor of pinks filled the air&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a classic, first published in 1899. It is considered a precursor to the modern feminist movement.  Edna, our married  protagonist, feels herself falling in love with a young man not her husband while she and her family summer vacation at a small seaside resort.  She senses he has awakened in her new feelings and thoughts she has never discovered about herself before.   When she returns home she proceeds to re-discover herself by systematically walking away from the trapping of her adult life: her social position, motherhood and her role as a wife, by moving herself to a small little cottage.  After being away for several months, her young lover makes an appearance back into her life, only he is not able to come to terms with her new found freedom and seems to be caught in all the traditions found in "polite" society.  Unable to commit to Edna, she becomes hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely not a cheery little book.  But a book which takes us back to the days when women were still considered property and tools to help bring more success to the husband.  There were no choices for a woman to make in society and if one did not fit into the "box" society created for women, they would naturally be left to lead a life of frustration and hopelessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;A quote from page 259:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It sometimes entered Mr. Pontellier's (the husband) mind to wonder if his wife were not growing a little unbalanced mentally.  He could see plainly that she was not herself.  That is, he could not see that she was becoming herself and daily casting aside that fictitious self which we assume like a garment with which to appear before the world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;From Wikipedia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately after its publication, reviewers frequently denounced the "unwholesome" content of this book, while simultaneously acknowledging that the writing style was outstanding. It was also condemned due to its sexual openness. The harsh reaction to the book probably was the determining factor in the publisher's decision to stop publication after only a single printing. &lt;p&gt;After its "rediscovery" in 1969, the book has been often praised for its treatment of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Feminism" title="Feminism"&gt;women's issues&lt;/a&gt;, and for its&lt;sup class="noprint Template-Fact"&gt;&lt;span title="This claim needs references to reliable sources since July 2008" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;lyrical style.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-1489547891020457535?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/1489547891020457535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=1489547891020457535' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/1489547891020457535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/1489547891020457535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/05/awakening.html' title='The Awakening'/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TXVWHUWPpP4/TkhdUSkepRI/AAAAAAAAJNs/gDb-1IWlGKI/s220/IMG_2402.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-2413282879512770147</id><published>2009-05-26T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T13:07:16.811-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kim'/><title type='text'>Cranford</title><content type='html'>Book: Cranford by Elizabeth Gaskell&lt;br /&gt;Pages: 212&lt;br /&gt;Finished: May,2009&lt;br /&gt;Challenges:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;** &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;18 &amp;amp; 19th Century Women Writers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;** &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Victorian Challenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;** &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Casual Classics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;** &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Spring Reading Thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;**  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;tbr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;** &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Read and Review&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;** &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;New Author&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;** &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Themed Reading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First sentence:  "&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;In the first place, Cranford is in the possession of the Amazons; all the holders of houses, above a certain rent, are women&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dw8RK8vb68Q/ShwkYDmxHlI/AAAAAAAAGRQ/y8Wm51o7joM/s1600-h/Cranford+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dw8RK8vb68Q/ShwkYDmxHlI/AAAAAAAAGRQ/y8Wm51o7joM/s200/Cranford+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340183253857934930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Summary from Amazon:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Novel by Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell, published serially  in Charles Dickens' magazine &lt;i&gt;Household Words&lt;/i&gt; from 1851 to 1853 and in book form in 1853. Basing her tales on the village in which she was reared, Gaskell produced a gently comic picture of life and manners in an English country village during the 1830s. The novel's narrator (a young woman who periodically visits Cranford) describes the small adventures in the lives of two middle-aged sisters in reduced circumstances who do their best to maintain their standards of propriety, decency, and kindness. Using an intimate, gossipy voice that never turns sentimental, Gaskell conveys the old-fashioned habits, subtle class distinctions, and genteel poverty of the townspeople. &lt;i&gt;Cranford&lt;/i&gt; quickly became one of the author's best-loved  works&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;"Cranford is a charming imaginary town filled with chatty females, most of them old spinsters, gossip and nostalgia, loves unfulfilled and remembered, and loves that find a place and a home at last."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;I am not normally a great lover of classics---actually, when I manage to read them I find that I enjoy them. It is just that the act of reading them can be a chore at times.  I am a lazy reader in that I don't like to have to look something up which I don't understand--in the middle of reading!  That said, I tend to shy away from tackling this genre more often.&lt;br /&gt;Cranford! Ah Cranford!  What a genteel and slow paced life is led in Cranford. I found the story delightful and the characters, (largely comprised of spinsters and widows) to be delightful  in their own quirky ways also.  Miss Matty is the most sweet of them all, and it is no wonder that everyone in Cranford loves her so and rallies to support her in her hour of need.  Although men are noticeably quite absent throughout most of the book,  the topic of the vulgarity of men occurs amongst the ladies of Cranford. Men and marriage do find their way into the novel-and what kind gentlemen they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not a plot driven novel, but rather a character driven novel as we are transported back to a simpler time--proper behavior is expected and observed down to the very details of when it is proper to call on one another and what style of clothing to wear during that calling time.  Gossip abounds, as well as sweet time spent reminiscing as we come to understand these old ladies through the remembrances of their youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passage that made me laugh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My next visit to Cranford was in the summer. There had been neither births, deaths, nor marriages since I was there last.  Everybody lived in the same house, and wore pretty nearly the same well-preserved, old-fashioned clothes.  The greatest event was that the Miss Jenkynses had purchased a new carpet for the drawing-room.  Oh the busy work Miss Matty and I had in chasing the sunbeams, as they fell in an afternoon right down on this carpet through the blindless window! We spread newspapers over the places, and sat down to our book or our work; and , lo! in a quarter of an hour the sun had moved, and was blazing away on a fresh spot; and down again we went on our knees to alter the position of the newspapers.  We were very busy , too, one whole morning, before Miss Jenkyns gave her party, in following her directions, and in cutting out and stitching together pieces of newspaper, so as to form little paths to every chair, set  for the expected visitors, lest their shoes  might dirty or defile the purity of the carpet. Do you make paper paths for every guest to walk upon in London."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dw8RK8vb68Q/Shw70MpVcSI/AAAAAAAAGRw/u11VLq0vzTY/s1600-h/Elizabeth+Gaskell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 228px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dw8RK8vb68Q/Shw70MpVcSI/AAAAAAAAGRw/u11VLq0vzTY/s320/Elizabeth+Gaskell.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340209026088399138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Twelve years after publishing Cranford, Gaskell has kind words for her most prolific work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; "It is the only one of my books that I can read again; but whenever I am ailing or ill, I take Cranford and - I was going to say, enjoy it! (but that would not be pretty!) laugh over it afresh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dameboudicca.blogspot.com/2008/11/woman-of-week-elizabeth-gaskell.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;is a great little biography of Elizabeth Gaskell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-2413282879512770147?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/2413282879512770147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=2413282879512770147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/2413282879512770147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/2413282879512770147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/05/cranford.html' title='Cranford'/><author><name>Kim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TXVWHUWPpP4/TkhdUSkepRI/AAAAAAAAJNs/gDb-1IWlGKI/s220/IMG_2402.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dw8RK8vb68Q/ShwkYDmxHlI/AAAAAAAAGRQ/y8Wm51o7joM/s72-c/Cranford+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-7537142456109278140</id><published>2009-05-22T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T09:54:28.117-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeanette'/><title type='text'>Black Beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eLsrsA9bZAk/ShQeHD_bVZI/AAAAAAAACug/ZnARr2vLStU/s1600-h/black+beauty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eLsrsA9bZAk/ShQeHD_bVZI/AAAAAAAACug/ZnARr2vLStU/s200/black+beauty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337924565020136850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; Black Beauty by Anna Sewell, published 1877&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I know this book is a much beloved children's classic and, in fact, that is why I picked it up. I was never a horse crazy girl and never had any interest in reading a book narrated by a horse but I've decided to read some of the classic children's books I overlooked when I was younger.&lt;br /&gt;I had a difficult time with this one. Oh, it was an easy read, it was just hard to read it without rolling my eyes or making snarky comments. I have to wonder if any other 200 page book could be filled with so much cliched moralizing? Sure, the author is conveying good messages, be nice to animals, don't be a drunk etc but boy is it just shoved down your throat.&lt;br /&gt;While I found this book less than enjoyable I realize that the moralizing is really par for the course in much Victorian literature and do have to give credit to the work and the author for breaking literary ground at the time it was published. Sewell tackled a contemporary issue in a unique way, the horse narrating his own story, and was able to be a catalyst for change. The story of horses being abused by their owners brought to people's attention the need for laws that would protect these animals from harsh and abusive treatment.&lt;br /&gt;So, my kudos to the author for her ability to bring about improvements and changes but that did not translate into this 1877 children's novel being an enjoyable read for me today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-7537142456109278140?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/7537142456109278140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=7537142456109278140' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/7537142456109278140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/7537142456109278140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/05/black-beauty.html' title='Black Beauty'/><author><name>Jeanette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eLsrsA9bZAk/TFcyClYgnsI/AAAAAAAAELg/wcgfCf4TVO4/S220/J.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eLsrsA9bZAk/ShQeHD_bVZI/AAAAAAAACug/ZnARr2vLStU/s72-c/black+beauty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-3526378733195475191</id><published>2009-05-15T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T14:19:07.924-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fleur'/><title type='text'>Cranford by Elizabeth Gaskell</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://fleurfisher.wordpress.com/files/2009/05/cranford.jpg" alt="Cranford" title="Cranford" width="119" height="190" class="alignright size-full wp-image-2701" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother has been telling me to read Cranford for years. She read it at school aged fourteen, and could still quote from it and recall things she had been taught about it more than fifty years later. A testament both to Miss Tranter, her teacher, and Mrs Gaskell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I resisted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"In the first place, Cranford is in possession of the Amazons; all the holders of houses, above a certain rent, are women.  If a married couple comes to settle in the town, somehow the gentleman disappears; he is either fairly frightened to death by being the only man in the Cranford evening parties, or he is accounted for by being with his regiment, his ship, or closely engaged in business all the week ...In short, whatever does become of the gentlemen, they are not at Cranford.  What could they do if they were there?" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a long time I thought, well how entertaining could a story of spinsters and widows be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I have read it I have to say that Cranford is wonderfully entertaining..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was originally published in a serial format in Charles Dickens' Household Words.  Each chapter stands as a story in its own right, but there are common threads running through that bind those stories together.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those spinsters and widows are so beautifully drawn. The spinsters - Misses Deborah and Mattie Jenkyns, daughers of the former rector and Miss Pole. The widows -  Mrs. Barker, Mrs. Jamieson, and Mrs. Forrester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is of everyday lives of these women as they hold fast to their traditional way of life in a world that is caround them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we travel throgh the social rounds of Cranford. Occasionally, of course, we are disrupted by some of life's bigger events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is even the odd appearance by a man - Captain Brown, Mr. Holbrook, Peter Jenkyns, Signor Brunoni - though they never stay for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wonderful narration brings everything together. Making the narrator, Miss Mary Smith, not a resident of Cranford but a frequent visitor was a masterstroke. She loves the village and its ways, but she is also just a little bit more worldly and aware of how the world is changing. Her tone is warm and chatty, and it is easy to feel that you are catching up with an old friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cranford is a wonderful portrait of an age and a lost way of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother was right!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-3526378733195475191?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/3526378733195475191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=3526378733195475191' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/3526378733195475191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/3526378733195475191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/05/cranford-by-elizabeth-gaskell.html' title='Cranford by Elizabeth Gaskell'/><author><name>FleurFisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096222149445024649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pswg8Of-DLQ/SYGp32XFaQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/g0vFmFnMkmE/S220/The+Rain+Ot+Raineth+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-5186569050040034946</id><published>2009-05-13T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T13:54:54.342-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kristen'/><title type='text'>Cordelia Underwood: Or the Marvelous Beginnings of the Moosepath League by Van Reid</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51BW4XKN7WL._SL160_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-dp,TopRight,12,-18_SH30_OU01_AA115_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 115px; height: 115px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51BW4XKN7WL._SL160_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-dp,TopRight,12,-18_SH30_OU01_AA115_.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally written in serial format, this novel of Victorian Maine is chock full of characters, plot lines, and just plain fun.  As the subtitle implies, this is the first book in a series about the Moosepath League.  However, instead of starting out focused on the creation of said club, it opens with Cordelia Underwood, a sweet, young, redheaded woman, finding out that she has inherited a parcel of untamed land land well to the north of Portland from her ship's captain uncle.  This inheritance starts a whole crazy chain of events, including some that are ridiculously coincidental but somehow work in this wacky, madcap adventure story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Underwood family meets and befriends many strangers along the way as they travel north to examine Cordelia's property.  Those strangers meet and befriend their own plethora of strangers and the connections and characters grow and grow.  There are three goofy male characters who seem to be the literary equivalent of the Three Stooges.  There's Tobias Walton, who becomes the leader de facto of the Moosepath League (not that this comes into existence until late in the book).  There's the charming and ever-present John Benning.  There's a circus bear who stands on her head, an ascentionist in a hot air balloon and an "attractive suit of tights."  There's attraction and love.  There's the rumor of buried treasure, a kidnapping, and a runaway horse carrying illegal booze.  In short, this book is chock full of action and entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the serial nature of the book, the chapters are short and often end with a teaser.  Subsequent chapters often skip to another of the many characters in the book and to start with, this makes it very hard to differentiate between storylines (the characters themselves are all very different from each other) and to become fully engrossed in the story.  But upon perseverance, the reader is richly rewarded as the climax of the novel nears and the seemingly disparate plot lines coem together to finish a delightful romp.  Unlike many series books, this one feels complete in and of itself, not requiring the reader to go on to further books to feel a sense of closure.  But I suspect that the main characters (Cordelia and her family) do not reappear in later Moosepath books, unless tangentially, and so their stories are full and satisfying when you come to the end of this first book.  Walton and the three bumbling musketeers surely appear in later books but that doesn't detract from the wrap-up here.  I will be eager to read the following books now that I've gotten into the groove of this one.  I'm very interested to see what happens to the Moosepath League members next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-5186569050040034946?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/5186569050040034946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=5186569050040034946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/5186569050040034946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/5186569050040034946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/05/cordelia-underwood-or-marvelous.html' title='Cordelia Underwood: Or the Marvelous Beginnings of the Moosepath League by Van Reid'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07651401312450990123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RkkrVJoquw0/SESqs9dXayI/AAAAAAAAAAo/d6S-DW0KHKs/S220/DSC_0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-4053167638569816348</id><published>2009-05-13T09:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T09:09:35.322-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily Bronte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Becky&apos;s Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>Wuthering Heights</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n3/n19816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 475px;" src="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n3/n19816.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bronte, Emily. 1847. Wuthering Heights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my effort to give books a second chance, I finished Emily Bronte's Wuthering Heights over the weekend. My question was this, would I love it--or like it even--if I weren't being required to read it. If I could divorce my memories associated with the novel from English class. (Now, before I get jumped on in the comments, I'm not complaining about literature classes. I spent roughly six years studying literature.) But. I have to be honest. I'm still not that thrilled with Wuthering Heights. Heathcliff doesn't make my heart go pitter-pat. (I'd question my mental health if it did). Heathcliff and Catherine? More than a little annoying. I'd be hard-pressed to find a character that I feel sympathetic towards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story--in case you don't know--is about a hopeless love affair between two grouchy people. Perhaps grouchy isn't quite the word. Both are tempermental. Both are stubborn. Both are prone to melodrama. Both are selfish. One is more diabolically evil than the other. But neither one is likeable. Heathcliff and Catherine. The novel is about love and hate, revenge, bitterness, cruelty, heartache, greed, power, ambition, and above all manipulation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will grant the book this, I didn't fall asleep this go round. One thing that I think really and truly helped me out this time was Bella and Edward. Don't laugh. It was Eclipse where Bella oh-so-dramatically quoted on and on about Wuthering Heights and how the very fact that these two loved each other redeemed everything; it made two unsympathetic people be sympathetic. (The two wrongs make a right philosophy, I suppose.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't believe you're reading Wuthering Heights again. Don't you know it by heart yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not all of us have photographic memories, I said curtly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photographic memory or not, I don't understand why you like it. The characters are ghastly people who ruin each others' lives. I don't know how Heathcliff and Cathy ended up being ranked with couples like Romeo and Juliet or Elizabeth Bennet and Mr. Darcy. it isn't a love story, it's a hate story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have some serious issues with the classics, I snapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's because I'm not impressed by antiquity. He smiled, evidently satisfied that he'd distracted me. Honestly though why do you read it over and over? His eyes were vivid with real interest now, trying --again-- to unravel the convoluted workings of my mind. He reached across the table to cradle my face in his hand. What is it that appeals to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His sincere curiosity disarmed me. I'm not sure, I said, scrambling for coherency while his gaze unintentionally scattered my thoughts I think it's something about the inevitability. How nothing can keep them apart -- not her selfishness, or his evil, or even death, in the end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His face was thoughtful as he considered my words. After a moment he smiled a teasing smile I still think it would be a better story if either of them had one redeeming quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that may be the point, I disagreed. Their love is their only redeeming quality.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p. 28&lt;/blockquote&gt;The way Catherine spoke about Heathcliff, about love, her tendency to be so melodramatic reminded me so much of Bella. (True, Edward is a better hero than Heathcliff in that he isn't evil incarnate.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind also kept jumping back to Frankenstein and trying to find comparisons between the two. I'm not sure what that was about. Perhaps it was the framework of the story, perhaps it was the harshness of some of the environments, perhaps it was the hopelessness of it all. But while Frankenstein had a soul to it, Wuthering Heights, I felt lacked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://blbooks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Becky's Book Reviews&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-4053167638569816348?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/4053167638569816348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=4053167638569816348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/4053167638569816348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/4053167638569816348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/05/wuthering-heights.html' title='Wuthering Heights'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-2272231511622597678</id><published>2009-05-13T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T09:08:06.108-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anthony Trollope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Becky&apos;s Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>The Warden</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.swaptree.com/images/books/40/0140432140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 254px;" src="http://images.swaptree.com/images/books/40/0140432140.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trollope, Anthony. 1855. &lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/The-Warden/Anthony-Trollope/e/9780140432145/?itm=5"&gt;The Warden&lt;/a&gt;. Oxford World's Classics. 294 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Rev. Septimus Harding was, a few years since, a beneficed clergyman residing in the cathedral town of -----; let us call it Barchester.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a charming little classic concerning ethics. While that, strictly speaking, is true, it's not really the half of it. It's about one man, Mr. Harding, and his family: two daughters, one married, the other quite single. It's also about Harding's neighborhood and circle of friends. It's about the necessity of having a good reputation and a clean conscience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mdtexanauctions.com/images/Antique%20Books%201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 155px;" src="http://mdtexanauctions.com/images/Antique%20Books%201.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eleanor is the apple of her daddy's eye. Susan is married to an Archdeacon. (I *believe* his name is Grantley). Because of his eldest daughters good fortune in marriage, Mr. Harding, has been named warden of Hiram's Hospital (alms house). The 'enemy' of Mr. Harding (and the suitor of Eleanor) is a young man named John Bold. When we are first introduced to these characters, we are learning that Bold is encouraging a law suit against Mr. Harding. He feels that Mr. Harding is in violation of the will. (Way, way, way back when (several centuries past), a man left his (quite wealthy) estate to the church. The church followed the will for the most part, but as times changed, they changed the way they carried it out. They were following it through in spirit in a way: still seeking to take care of twelve poor men (bedesman) but over time the salary of the warden increased.) Bold has stirred up the twelve bedesmen into signing a petition demanding justice, demanding more money, demanding 'fairer' distribution of funds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book presents this case through multiple perspectives: through two Grantleys (father and son), a few lawyers, Mr. Harding and Mr. Bold, of course, and through a handful of the twelve men involved that would profit from the change. There is one man whose voice seems louder than all the rest. And that voice comes from the newspaper, the Jupiter, one journalist writes harsh, condemning words directed at Mr. Harding--he assumes much having never met Harding personally. These words weigh heavy on the heart and soul of Mr. Harding. (And they don't sit easy on Mr. Bold either.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can Mr. Harding get his reputation back? What is the right thing to do? Is he in violation of the will? Is the church? What is his moral responsibility in caring for these twelve poor-and-retired men? What is his responsibility to the community?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Warden is a charming little book. In part because of the language and style. There's an easiness and rightness about it. It was one of those cases where I knew almost from the start that Trollope and I would come to be good friends. Though I'd never read any Trollope before, never seen a movie based on one of his books, reading Trollope felt like coming home. Trollope was good at characterization and equally good at storytelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© Becky Laney of &lt;a href="http://blbooks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Becky's Book Reviews&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-2272231511622597678?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/2272231511622597678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=2272231511622597678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/2272231511622597678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/2272231511622597678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/05/warden.html' title='The Warden'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-3871671745928969137</id><published>2009-05-05T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T11:09:56.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Mutual Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eLsrsA9bZAk/SgB6DJoS7LI/AAAAAAAACs0/HV4PqC-IJEI/s1600-h/mutual.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 105px; height: 161px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eLsrsA9bZAk/SgB6DJoS7LI/AAAAAAAACs0/HV4PqC-IJEI/s200/mutual.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332396153349794994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Our Mutual Friend by Charles Dickens, 884 pgs, published 1865.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply not my favorite novel by Charles Dickens. In fact, this is the first Dickens novel I've encountered that I did not just get wrapped up in and totally love. I guess it was bound to happen.&lt;br /&gt;There were way too many plots and sub plots and characters for me to even try to summarize this book so I am not even going to try.&lt;br /&gt;What I generally love about a Dickens novel are the characters. Nobody does character development like Dickens and the whole plethora of interesting and strange characters were all there, but they just seemed to be lacking something this time around, like a cohesive plot. The most interesting characters were the creepy ones (Charley Hexam, Bradley Headstone and Eugene Wrayburn.) But there were many that I could not find myself caring about and sighed every time I came to a chapter featuring them (the Veneerings, Twemlow and that lot.) And the rest, eh, just so-so. Sometimes interesting and made the story feel like it was actually going somewhere and other times just made the story feel bogged down.&lt;br /&gt;This was the most tedious and at times confusing Dickens novel I've read but it was still Dickens and therefore in the end, looking back over the novel as a whole, well worth the time and effort. Definitely the darkest Dickens novel I've read.&lt;br /&gt;Just don't start with this novel if you are new to reading Dickens. Start with something like Great Expectations, Nicholas Nickleby or The Pickwick Papers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-3871671745928969137?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/3871671745928969137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=3871671745928969137' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/3871671745928969137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/3871671745928969137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-mutual-friend.html' title='Our Mutual Friend'/><author><name>Jeanette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eLsrsA9bZAk/TFcyClYgnsI/AAAAAAAAELg/wcgfCf4TVO4/S220/J.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eLsrsA9bZAk/SgB6DJoS7LI/AAAAAAAACs0/HV4PqC-IJEI/s72-c/mutual.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-8397552126428040585</id><published>2009-04-25T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T14:15:16.469-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retroredux'/><title type='text'>Dove's Way by Linda Francis Lee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYFJOM1ypiA/SfN0Wb3KRYI/AAAAAAAAAMA/9oSW3uuNdgY/s1600-h/doves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYFJOM1ypiA/SfN0Wb3KRYI/AAAAAAAAAMA/9oSW3uuNdgY/s320/doves.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328730712894489986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dove's Way&lt;br /&gt;Linda Francis Lee&lt;br /&gt;Historical Romance-Victorian Era&lt;br /&gt;Rating 5 stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Synopsis:  &lt;span class="bodytext"&gt;"Even months after that day on the train, her face still haunted my dreams. And I was sure the feel of her in my arms would stay with me forever. But then one night, she stepped back into my life as if walking into my dreams. . . ."&lt;p&gt;    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Matthew Hawthorne saved Finnea Winslet's life one day on a train in Africa. But Finnea didn't know that on that day she saved his soul. Destroyed by scandal, Matthew would have been ostracized completely by the unyielding society of his birth had he not been such a powerful man. Matthew doesn't let himself care about anyone or anything, until Finnea arrives unexpectedly in Boston. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Raised in Africa, Finnea is as foreign to Bostonians as they are to her. Yet she is determined to make a life for herself there, so she turns to Matthew to learn the ways of that rigid town. But can Matthew help Finnea without losing what is left of his heart?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; From the jungles of Africa to the heart of Boston society, DOVE'S WAY is an extraordinary tale of redeeming love that will rescue a man, and release a woman from the pain in her heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My Review: Dove's Way is a very moving and heartfelt Historical Romance. The storyline is set in Boston but is also halfway in Africa as that's where the two characters meet and where the heroine grows up. Finnea and Matthew are both "tortured" characters in their own ways. Finnea is very insecure in her familial relationships and Matthew was horribly injured and scarred in an accident. This story is very "high drama". You won't find yourself laughing or smiling during this book but it will probably make you tear up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some sexual chemistry, including a few fairly hot love scenes, nothing that should offend, in fact the scenes are more emotional than anything.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm looking forward to reading book two, Matthew's brother's Grayson's story in Swan's Grace.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5 stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-8397552126428040585?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/8397552126428040585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=8397552126428040585' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/8397552126428040585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/8397552126428040585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/04/doves-way-by-linda-francis-lee.html' title='Dove&apos;s Way by Linda Francis Lee'/><author><name>retroredux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYFJOM1ypiA/S_FEOD23B6I/AAAAAAAAAeI/K1gsLNrKWGA/S220/95_lizzyread.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kYFJOM1ypiA/SfN0Wb3KRYI/AAAAAAAAAMA/9oSW3uuNdgY/s72-c/doves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-4609627149254518356</id><published>2009-04-25T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T09:38:50.875-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vic'/><title type='text'>Life as a Victorian Lady by Pamela Horn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VuHY7E2crMM/SfM5F9QAe7I/AAAAAAAAAJU/HwCTcHjn-Yc/s1600-h/ladyscrap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VuHY7E2crMM/SfM5F9QAe7I/AAAAAAAAAJU/HwCTcHjn-Yc/s200/ladyscrap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328665558613261234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I purchased &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life as a Victorian Lady &lt;/span&gt;by Pamela Horn at the Victoria and Albert Museum book shop, and have found this small 89 page book to be full of delightful information. It can be read in one sitting and is useful for a quick reference. Here are some snippets:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Presentation at Court took place at one of the official drawing rooms, presided over by Queen Victoria. Without this, declared &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Etiquette for Ladies&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(1900), "a girl has no recognised position..."&lt;/span&gt; p 25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"These casual methods on the part of the mistresses encouraged petty theft, with provisions such as tea and sugar, which were not likely to be missed, secretly passed on to friends and relatives. Buyers of kitchen waste would also contact cooks, offering to buy on liberal terms their perquisites of drippings and other fat."&lt;/span&gt; p 50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Affluent gentlewomen, such as the widowed Emily Meynell Ingram of Temple Newsam Yorkshire, might own a yacht. For eleven years from 1886 she and a few friends spent tow or three months twice a year cruising in the Mediterranean during the spring and in Scandinavia or the Baltic during the summer. They commemorated the journeys with witty poems, watercolours and photographs inserted in the yacht's log books."&lt;/span&gt; p 80&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sutton Publishing, ISBN 978-0-7509--4607-0&lt;br /&gt;Image from: Free Clip Art&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-4609627149254518356?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/4609627149254518356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=4609627149254518356' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/4609627149254518356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/4609627149254518356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/04/life-as-victorian-lady.html' title='Life as a Victorian Lady by Pamela Horn'/><author><name>Vic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VuHY7E2crMM/TUa2cGMdueI/AAAAAAAAAa0/1ukixU1ifY4/s220/avatar%2B%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VuHY7E2crMM/SfM5F9QAe7I/AAAAAAAAAJU/HwCTcHjn-Yc/s72-c/ladyscrap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-3188692003739583355</id><published>2009-04-24T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T18:24:04.643-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christina'/><title type='text'>Silent on the Moor by Deanna Raybourn</title><content type='html'>&lt;img class="size-full wp-image-1770" title="Silent on the Moor" src="http://misscz.wordpress.com/files/2009/02/1230.jpg" alt="Silent on the Moor" width="155" height="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&lt;/strong&gt;:   Deanna Raybourn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Copyright&lt;/strong&gt;: 2009 (Mira); 465 pgs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ISBN&lt;/strong&gt;: 978-0-7783-2614-4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Series&lt;/strong&gt;:  3rd in the Lady Julia Grey series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sensuality&lt;/strong&gt;:  &lt;a href="http://www.likesbooks.com/kissburn.html" target="_blank"&gt;Kisses&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where &amp;amp; When&lt;/strong&gt;:  England, 1888&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At the end of &lt;a href="http://babblingbookreviews.com/2008/11/25/silent-in-the-sanctuary/" target="_self"&gt;Silent in the Sanctuary&lt;/a&gt;, Lady Julia Grey learns that Nicholas Brisbane has invited her sister Portia to help him set up his household at Grimsgrave.  Julia is determined to settle, once and for all, the question of whether there is a future for herself and Brisbane.  She intends to accompany Portia to Yorkshire, whether she wants company or not.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As the book opens, Julia’s oldest brother, Belllmont, is fussing about his sisters’ plan to travel unchaperoned.  The respectability of the family would be called into question and Bellmont doesn’t need that type of scrutiny at this time.  His own children are entering society and a scandal could hurt their chances.  The Marches have always been unconventional, but the Earl March has already decided to send Valerius, his youngest, along with Julia and Portia to prevent gossip.  Bellmont is mollified, but the others are unhappy.  In this state, the sisters set off to Yorkshire with their brother, their lady's maids, and their pets.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What Julia finds in Yorkshire is an estate that will require extensive repair -- a job way beyond simply setting up one's household -- and Brisbane is his usual impossible self.  His habit of seeming to want her gone, at the same time holding her close, is frustrating -- not to mention his habit of disappearing for days on end.  Wanting to be useful to the destitute Allenby women still residing at Grimsgrave, Julia offers to catalog the late Sir Redwell Allenby's Egyptian collection in preparation for selling it.  However, she stumbles upon a mystery.  There's more about the Allenby family than an obsessed son who financially ruined his family estate and then died, leaving his mother and two sisters at the mercy of strangers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The first Gothic romances I read where by Victoria Holt, so I could easily imagine the atmosphere Julia and her siblings found themselves in.  The ancient estate and the bleak moor are perfect settings for the brooding half-Gypsy, half-Scotsman Brisbane.  The man fit right in.  And thanks to my extensive experience with those books by Holt, I knew to suspect everyone Julia met of some crime or other --- because there's no telling what secrets they might be hiding.  ;-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I thought this was a much better book than &lt;em&gt;Sanctuary&lt;/em&gt;.  There seemed to be more interaction between Julia and Brisbane in this book than the last one.  Maybe it felt that way because Julia learned a lot more about him, and the author wrapped up the mysteries of Brisbane's past.  I don't think that Julia is quiet up to "equal partner" status in the private inquiry business yet.  She has a lot more to learn before I trust her to solve a mystery.  I must say I was impressed with her willingness to tackle someone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Quotes&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You are a singular woman, Julia Grey.  You persist in seeing me as the man you want me to be."&lt;br /&gt;"No, I see you as the man you want to be."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Brisbane, Julia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I could give it all away, you know.  I am sure there is some home for elderly cats or something that would appreciate the money."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Julia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I am leaving England for awhile."&lt;br /&gt;"For how long?"&lt;br /&gt;"Until I am quite recovered from you."&lt;br /&gt;"When will you return?"&lt;br /&gt;"Never."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Brisbane, Julia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Started&lt;/strong&gt;:  17 March 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finished&lt;/strong&gt;:  19 March 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://misscz.wordpress.com/about/ratings/"&gt;&lt;img class="size-full wp-image-171" title="Five Stars" src="http://misscz.wordpress.com/files/2007/12/fivestars2.png" alt="LOVED IT !!" width="101" height="31" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-3188692003739583355?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/3188692003739583355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=3188692003739583355' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/3188692003739583355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/3188692003739583355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/04/silent-on-moor-by-deanna-raybourn.html' title='Silent on the Moor by Deanna Raybourn'/><author><name>Christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00164007995864592212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fYVJQr8GiWk/SLrYI59-TKI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/E9Y4h8z9pYo/S220/gdaisies.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-8788000273734823544</id><published>2009-04-24T08:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T09:02:34.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Way We Live Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t9Vblzd0BtA/SfHht6-xZxI/AAAAAAAAASc/9qK46R0qjNM/s1600-h/The+Way+We+Now.jpg"&gt;My last book for the Victorian Challenge is Anthony Trollope’s “The Way We Live Now.”  As I understand it Trollope wrote this book in the early 1870’s at a time when he was very disillusioned with life in England.  At over 900 pages in the Oxford Classic version it is also a very long work even for Trollope.  Surprisingly it was a very quick read for me, just under three weeks.  Usually I can read a Trollope novel relatively quickly, but never at the rate of about 300 pages a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The introduction to this edition (which as always I read after the novel) suggested that the first half is very much an indignant satire of almost every aspect of English life, but that the second half settles down to be a more typical Trollope novel as the fates of the characters work themselves out.  A big part of the story is the career of the mysterious financier, Augustus Melmotte who in spite of a questionable history, is sought after by everyone because of his supposed great wealth and financial acumen.  In an online Trollope discussion group I saw something to the effect that this part of the novel is about a sort of natural dislike for those who make money from money.  My reaction to that it is that the like or dislike should to some degree be based on exactly how the money is made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this novel, as in almost all of his novels, Trollope uses what I call two-one dynamics or what might be more typically called love triangles.  The difference is that I counted at least four such triangles, some of which even overlap.  For example, Paul Montague is in a competition with Roger Carbury over the hand of Hetta Carbury while at the same time Montague is the male interest in a dynamic between Hetta and the mysterious and dangerous Mrs. Hurtle.  All of these are not exactly situations where two people are competing for the third, but in each case there is a three way dynamic at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I found fascinating in this novel is that in one of these dynamics, Trollope crosses class lines.  This concerns Ruby Ruggles, basically a commoner who is sought after by John Crumb, a dealer in meal and pollard at the same time that Ruby is infatuated with the ner-do-well baronet Felix Carbury.  The rest of the female characters in these dynamics are struggling to marry for love not money or to avoid marrying because of their money.  Interestingly Ruby ultimately comes up against the same issue – can she maintain her independence without marrying for financial reasons even though unlike the middle to upper class characters, she has at least some options as to how to support herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things that I like about Trollope’s work is that at the end, the result is not all happy endings and/or each character getting what he or she deserves.  Novelists who consistently make that happen (Jane Austen, in my opinion) create a world that isn’t real enough.  True to form Trollope, once again, avoids that kind of situation, but does ends some character’s stories showing them to be working through their disappointments which I thought was a nice touch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for the challenge and the structure of the Victorian Challenge.  It enabled me to finish George Eliot, start Elizabeth Gatskell and continue with Anthony Trollope.  Fortunately there is still a lot more to read!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-8788000273734823544?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/8788000273734823544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=8788000273734823544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/8788000273734823544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/8788000273734823544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/04/way-we-live-now.html' title='The Way We Live Now'/><author><name>John Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339803248832518914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t9Vblzd0BtA/SNwGo0_Ks2I/AAAAAAAAABY/UJy8nkT4DHE/S220/Fenway+Shot.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-3892379268493794131</id><published>2009-04-22T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T12:43:18.754-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retroredux'/><title type='text'>Some Danger Involved by Will Thomas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYFJOM1ypiA/Se9ROpMOQGI/AAAAAAAAALw/Yndus8jSpB4/s1600-h/some.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYFJOM1ypiA/Se9ROpMOQGI/AAAAAAAAALw/Yndus8jSpB4/s320/some.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327566196219723874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Danger Involved&lt;br /&gt;Will Thomas&lt;br /&gt;Victorian Era Mystery&lt;br /&gt;Rating 5 stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Synopsis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;An atmospheric debut novel set on the gritty streets of Victorian London, Some Danger Involved introduces detective Cyrus Barker and his apprentice, Thomas Llewelyn, as they work to solve the gruesome murder of a young scholar.&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p&gt;When a student bearing a striking resemblance to artists' renderings of Jesus Christ is found murdered -- by crucifixion -- in London's Jewish ghetto, 19th-century private detective Barker must hire an assistant to help him solve the sinister case. Out of all who answer an ad for a position with "some danger involved," the eccentric and enigmatic Barker chooses downtrodden Llewelyn, a gutsy young man whose murky past includes recent stints at both an Oxford college and an Oxford prison.&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p&gt;As Llewelyn learns the ropes of his position, he is drawn deeper and deeper into Barker's peculiar world of vigilante detective work, as well as the dark heart of London's teeming underworld. Together they pass through chophouses, stables, and clandestine tea rooms, tangling with the early Italian mafia, a mad professor of eugenics, and other shadowy figures, inching ever closer to the shocking truth behind the murder.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My Review:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some Danger Involved is a refreshing change from your typical Victorian mystery, the majority of which feature either a female sleuth or a "Gentleman" sleuth. Some Danger Involved is told from the perspective of Thomas Llewelyn-a young Welsh man down on his luck and desperately searching for a new position. Thomas answers an ad for a private detectives assistant almost on a lark, certain he will not get the position. Surprisingly, the enigmatic Cyrus Barker gives him the job. There begins Thomas education into private detection as well as his first case with Mr. Barker-the heinous death of a young Jewish Scholar whose body is put on display by his killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Barker and Llewelyn are both products of middle to poor homes, both have hidden talents that help in their detective work. The book has a bit of an Oriental flair from Barker growing up in the Orient with his Missonary parents. The cast of characters is well fleshed out and the story fast paced as well as intelligent in detail, especially in relation to Victorian Jewish society and how it was looked at during this era.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Barker is a great sleuth, kind of a "poor mans" Sherlock Holmes, as much as a Genius as that great man but much more empathetic and street wise from his rough childhood. Llewelyn is a wonderful sidekick to Barker, who's more of a father figure or mentor to him than Sherlock's friendship with Watson.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To those who love Victoriana but are looking for something a bit grittier, Some Danger Involved may fit the bill.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5 stars-recommended.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-3892379268493794131?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/3892379268493794131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=3892379268493794131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/3892379268493794131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/3892379268493794131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/04/some-danger-involved-by-will-thomas.html' title='Some Danger Involved by Will Thomas'/><author><name>retroredux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYFJOM1ypiA/S_FEOD23B6I/AAAAAAAAAeI/K1gsLNrKWGA/S220/95_lizzyread.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYFJOM1ypiA/Se9ROpMOQGI/AAAAAAAAALw/Yndus8jSpB4/s72-c/some.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-6239702410057939013</id><published>2009-04-22T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T12:41:38.594-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retroredux'/><title type='text'>Mesmerized by Candace Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYFJOM1ypiA/SeHwVzurvsI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZeA3eNojMhg/s1600-h/mesmerized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYFJOM1ypiA/SeHwVzurvsI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZeA3eNojMhg/s320/mesmerized.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323800491982569154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmerized&lt;br /&gt;Candace Camp&lt;br /&gt;Historical Romance-Victorian Era&lt;br /&gt;Rating 4 stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Synopsis:  &lt;span class="bodytext"&gt;In 1876 Olivia Moreland works at exposing hoaxes that prey on the grieving who desperately want to communicate with loved ones from the great beyond. During a séance, she gets up to debunk the latest fraud, but Lord Stephen St. Leger stops her, thinking she is the fake. Once the air is cleared, both are tossed out as skeptics. Before Olivia leaves for home, she gives him her business card stating she is an Investigator of Psychic Phenomena. Stephen indiscreetly labels her as a member of the "mad" Morelands. &lt;p&gt; Not long afterward, Stephen hires Olivia to unmask a so called psychic taking advantage of his mother still mourning the loss of her oldest son. His sister-in-law is too selfish to help and mostly hinders Stephen and Olivia's efforts. As Olivia tries to prove fraud, Stephen and she fall in love with one another though she believes he still loves his deceased sibling's wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My Review: Mesmerized is the fun tale of Olivia, a shy, average young lady who's interest in the Spiritualist movement propels her to set up her own business as a (mainly) Spiritualist debunker. At the time many families were being duped by fraudulent Mediums, so Olivia goes undercover as a interested guest to these Seances to catch the frauds in the act. At a seance she meets Stephen-who mistakes Olivia as one of the frauds and finds out she's a member of the "Mad Morelands"-an eccentric though aristocratic family. Stephen unwittingly insults Olivia and sparks fly. A week later, he goes to Olivia's office to apologize and ask for her help. A medium, Madame Valenska, he feels is conning his mother by acting like they are in communication with her recently deceased brother Roderick.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There begins a fast paced, exciting tale that is full of adventure and romance. The books moves along well and the romance is sweet, the love scenes are moderate-fairly "hot" but not over the top. Warm enough to enjoy but not hot enough to turn a sensitive reader off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; There are a few, minor places where the book gets bogged down by the ghost storyline being explained. But they are short enough that they are fairly easy to get through. I enjoyed the supernatural aspect of the book, as well as the "debunking" of the mediums part of the book. Both are major parts of the storyline and if you don't do supernatural then you should probably skip this. Several enjoyable secondary characters that I'm sure we'll see in future books&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All together a fun, enjoyable Romance 4 stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-6239702410057939013?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/6239702410057939013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=6239702410057939013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/6239702410057939013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/6239702410057939013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/04/mesmerized-by-candace-camp.html' title='Mesmerized by Candace Camp'/><author><name>retroredux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYFJOM1ypiA/S_FEOD23B6I/AAAAAAAAAeI/K1gsLNrKWGA/S220/95_lizzyread.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kYFJOM1ypiA/SeHwVzurvsI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZeA3eNojMhg/s72-c/mesmerized.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-5187560780769019489</id><published>2009-04-16T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T13:18:28.936-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AnaT'/><title type='text'>A Dangerous Mourning - Anne Perry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BliD4qkNSLU/SeeO7zZUjWI/AAAAAAAAFAo/ZtFHWv10LtA/s1600-h/n49972.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325382242448739682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BliD4qkNSLU/SeeO7zZUjWI/AAAAAAAAFAo/ZtFHWv10LtA/s200/n49972.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;No breath of scandal has ever touched the aristocratic Moidore family--until Sir Basil's beautiful widowed daughter is stabbed to death in her own bed, a shocking, incomprehensible tragedy. Inspector William Monk is ordered to find her killer without delay--and in a manner that will give the least possible pain to the influential family. But Monk, brilliant and ambitious, is handicapped, both by lingering traces of amnesia and by the craven ineptitude of his supervisor, who would like nothing better than to see Monk fail. With the intelligent help of Hester Latterly, a progressive young woman who served with Florence Nightingale in the Crimea, Monk gropes warily through the silence and shadows that obscure the case, knowing that with each step he comes closer to the appalling truth....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something to be said about a character that starts a story not remembering who he is and without and family and close friends to help him. That is exactly what Anne Perry did in the first book of this series and that is what really attracted my attention to the books. In this second book the Inspector Monk is still unable to remember his past but has he moves through London he finds glimpses of familiar things and an image of him that seems very different from who he is now. (Would a kind soul me know if he ever remember and in which book?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this story Monk is called to investigate the murder of a young lady, Octavia Haslett, the daughter of Sir Basil Moidore has been stabbed to death in her own bedroom during the night. From the beginning, it is clear that Sir Basil and most of his family is mostly concerned with hushing the scandal and finding a guilty party as soon as possible. Even after it seems it is one of them who must have done it, the family still believing it must be one of the servants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Monk finds himself unable to find evidence pointing to someone he asks for the help of Hester Latterly, one of Miss Nightingale's nurses who was also a character in the previous book. I really like Heather! She is dedicated to her job, honest and has a hard time controlling her temper when she perceives an injustice. Despite her efforts while nursing Lady Beatrice, Octavia's mother, Heather is unable to find the culprit and when a bloody knife is found in one of the footmen's room the case seems closed to all but Monk and Heather. Refusing to arrest the footman leads to Monk being fired from the police force but Heather doesn't give up and manages to interest Oliver Rathbone, a lawyer and a very interesting character that I hope to see in future books, in the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love Perry's view of the Victorian world and there was lots of information about it in the book. In this particular story, I very much enjoyed her portrayal of the higher and lower classes. The differences in behaviours, beliefs and social status. Much of the book is set in the Moidores house and the atmosphere is oppressing, intriguing and full of suspense. I couldn't wait to get to the end of the story and find out who had done it and I must say that the final twist surprised me. I loved how they followed all the clues to reach the right conclusion about what really had happened and who was responsible. And now I can’t wait for the next book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grade: 5/5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-5187560780769019489?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/5187560780769019489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=5187560780769019489' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/5187560780769019489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/5187560780769019489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/04/dangerous-mourning-anne-perry.html' title='A Dangerous Mourning - Anne Perry'/><author><name>Ana T.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BliD4qkNSLU/R9W1if1PmeI/AAAAAAAABhk/MrBS9JeCfTM/S220/avatar_aneca2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BliD4qkNSLU/SeeO7zZUjWI/AAAAAAAAFAo/ZtFHWv10LtA/s72-c/n49972.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-1245531050346161416</id><published>2009-04-07T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T00:48:29.722-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AnaT'/><title type='text'>A Poisoned Season - Tasha Alexander</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzzBqATe-8M/R-TZB7wY33I/AAAAAAAABOo/B8lG0p28PQE/s1600-h/poisoned+season.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180504098626658162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzzBqATe-8M/R-TZB7wY33I/AAAAAAAABOo/B8lG0p28PQE/s320/poisoned+season.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;London's social season is in full swing, and the Victorian aristocracy can't stop whispering about a certain gentleman who claims to be the direct descendant of Louis XVI and Marie Antoinette. But he's not the only topic of wagging tongues. Drawing rooms, boudoirs, and ballrooms are abuzz with the latest news of an audacious cat burglar who has been making off with precious items that once belonged to the ill-fated queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light gossip turns serious when the owner of one of the pilfered treasures is found murdered, and the mysterious thief develops a twisted obsession with Emily. But the strong-minded and fiercely independent Emily will not be shaken. It will take all of her considerable wit and perseverance to unmask her stalker and ferret out the murderer, even as a brewing scandal threatens both her reputation and her romance with her late husband's best friend, the dashing Colin Hargreaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had some expectations regarding book 2 of Lady Emily Ashton’s mysteries and I am happy to say that they were fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After her love story with her husband in the first book, Lady Emily is now a widow whose main interest is to pursue her Greek studies, to help the British Museum to enlarge their collection of works of art, to spend some time with her chosen friends and to continue her relationship with Colin Hargreaves. I liked this Emily even more than the one in the first book. She is more self-assured, less influenced by others opinions but not naïve to think that she can do as she pleases without following the rules of polite society and understanding the power, and danger, of gossip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it interesting that the main plot was about a pretender to the throne of France. I could just imagine everyone trying to gain his good graces just in case the monarchy is restored and the Bourbons reclaim their birthright. While society is busy throwing balls in the honor of the supposed French heir, objects known to have belonged to the late Marie Antoinette are being stolen from their rightful owners. When one of the victims of those thefts is found murdered Lady Emily can’t resist starting to investigate. Soon she finds herself studying Marie Antoinette’s letters with as much interest as her Greek and she seems to have acquired a new admirer who keeps invading her house and leaving her little notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, one of Lady Emily’s friends is being forced to marry the supposed French heir, another wants her help with a make believe courtship so her parents will leave her alone, still another is having trouble in her marriage and Lady Emily’s mother is quite decided that she must marry again. All these entanglements lead to some vicious gossip that threatens to harm her place in society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides enjoying Emily as a character, I also really enjoyed her relationship with Colin. He is not always present, in fact, one could say that he is always there when she needs him but he never overwhelms her or her investigations. He respects her intelligence and her resourcefulness and he is determined to woo her and marry her when she feels ready, not before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also like how Alexander manages to convey us to the Victorian world. Besides society’s behavior and moral codes, she introduces references like the Baedeker’s Guide, the Rosetta stone, and Thomas Cook &amp;amp; Sons that I found interesting and clever. Not to mention that she actually has Queen Victoria as a secondary character, there is nothing like tea with the queen to restore Lady Emily’s reputation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The action does progress slowly but I thought that fitted the story very well, a more rushed story could not have such subtle or intellectual references or they would be lost. This was the right pace to appreciate all the details involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mystery part was interesting and surprising but I think the book is mostly about Emily. How can we not enjoy a heroine who spends much of her time in libraries and who reads as much classical literature (Homer) and popular fiction (Mary Elizabeth Braddon) ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grade: 4.5/5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-1245531050346161416?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/1245531050346161416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=1245531050346161416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/1245531050346161416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/1245531050346161416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/04/poisoned-season-tasha-alexander.html' title='A Poisoned Season - Tasha Alexander'/><author><name>Ana T.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BliD4qkNSLU/R9W1if1PmeI/AAAAAAAABhk/MrBS9JeCfTM/S220/avatar_aneca2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lzzBqATe-8M/R-TZB7wY33I/AAAAAAAABOo/B8lG0p28PQE/s72-c/poisoned+season.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-5485660218717993662</id><published>2009-04-06T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T07:25:27.074-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coversgirl'/><title type='text'>Book Review: The Woman in Black by Susan Hill</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT face="georgia" size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Victorian Challenge #3&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.amazon.com/Woman-Black-Ghost-Story/dp/1567921892/ref=sr_1_5?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1237902862&amp;sr=1-5"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 151px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctl92JR6lgA/Sdn-gKXRCqI/AAAAAAAAA0M/lLgQVmUBdxk/s320/woman+black.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321564263206161058" /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When his stepchildren start telling ghost stories, Arthur Kipps declares that he has no tale to tell. In fact he does, and a true one at that; but one too terrible for use as fireside entertainment. Unable to escape his newly resurgent memories, he decides to write his story down, in the hope that the act of putting pen to paper will be an exorcism of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years before, Arthur worked for a solicitor who sent him out into the country to wind up the affairs of a recently deceased client. Whenever he mentions the name of Mrs Alice Drablow, the residents of Crythin Gifford respond with strange looks and silences; but, he reasons, an eccentric old woman is bound to generate gossip in a backwater like that. Harder to explain is the local lawyer’s panic on hearing that Arthur had seen a woman in black with a wasted face at the funeral. Refusing to be rattled, Arthur sets out for Eel Marsh House, a place surrounded by quicksand and mist and accessible only at low tide across the Nine Lives Causeway. As he progresses through the task of sorting through Mrs Drablow’s vast accumulation of papers he discovers a family tragedy; and worse, he begins to encounter it in supernatural form. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what is terrifying in mist-shrouded darkness can be brushed away in clear daylight; and Arthur’s got a job to do. So he goes back to Eel Marsh House with the resolve of staying until the work is done. He takes supplies, he takes a dog, and he takes an underappreciation of the malevolence of the woman in black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first heard of Susan Hill when the stage production of &lt;I&gt;The Woman in Black&lt;/I&gt; came to Brisbane several years ago. The words “classic ghost story” were all it took to get me to the theatre, and I loved every creepy moment of it. Reading the book, I was curious to see what had been altered and impressed by the way it had been done. The book was adapted for the stage using the device of having Arthur consult an actor to get his story adapted for the stage - thereby allowing the whole thing to be done with the minimum of people and props. It also allowed one more brilliant twist perfectly in keeping with the nature of the ghost. It’s just a shame that meant making Arthur a poor writer in need of help, when in fact his account of his experiences showed a fine ability with a pen. Those long, winding sentences beloved of the Victorians are an effective way of creating and atmosphere of eerieness and creeping suspicion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a few moments of physical chills while reading, and I knew what was coming. Had I been left to speculate I’m sure it would have been quite unnerving at times. Arthur’s reaction to the Christmas Eve storytelling and his decision that no one should read his story until after his death make it clear that what he is writing is the perfect truth - exaggerations and lies don’t rattle one so severely after so long, and refusing to give them an audience makes them pointless. Since the events at Eel Marsh House had such an effect upon someone so rational you know they must be the stuff of nightmares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The early hints of something sinister that Arthur encountered in the town were fairly conventional, but the story took off after the relocation to Eel Marsh. Almost anything would seem scary there, and the setting is as much a character in the book as Arthur or the woman in black. Locked doors, ruins and a graveyard in the grounds, dense fogs that arrive from nowhere, and only a periodic connection to the outside world via a path whose name is evocative of peril make it an ideal location for such a tale. To be vicariously trapped in a haunted house, surrounded by water and quicksand and fog, hearing and seeing things you know aren’t real but can’t escape, is a wonderfully eerie experience (and doubtless would have been even better had this summer produced a blackout and a corresponding opportunity to read by lamplight). The woman in black is spookier than anything more overtly evil would be; her power to terrify comes from the certainty of her ill intent coupled with a total lack of information about the form and direction her malevolence might take. When the truth emerges, it’s possible to see how she ended up the way she did - and why the townspeople won’t talk about her. More of a mystery is Mrs Drablow, who remains little more than a name, although there must have been quite a story in her decades living alone and voluntarily in a house with such a guest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Rating:&lt;/B&gt; B+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-5485660218717993662?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/5485660218717993662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=5485660218717993662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/5485660218717993662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/5485660218717993662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/04/book-review-woman-in-black-by-susan.html' title='Book Review: &lt;I&gt;The Woman in Black&lt;/I&gt; by Susan Hill'/><author><name>Amat Libris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01343725194203848055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctl92JR6lgA/TCs9jVStEdI/AAAAAAAABE8/E-eCvd33GJE/S220/profileGa2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ctl92JR6lgA/Sdn-gKXRCqI/AAAAAAAAA0M/lLgQVmUBdxk/s72-c/woman+black.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-578638159488564340</id><published>2009-04-01T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T10:24:48.533-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Princess Perhin'/><title type='text'>Victoria: May Blossom of Britannia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/MERRYK%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-7.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/MERRYK%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-8.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/MERRYK%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-9.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img alt="https://www.kidsbooks.ca/ImageProxy.aspx?ISBN=9780439215985&amp;amp;Size=L&amp;amp;ProductID=67445%22" src="https://www.kidsbooks.ca/ImageProxy.aspx?ISBN=9780439215985&amp;amp;Size=L&amp;amp;ProductID=67445%22" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is the first book I've read for the Victorian challenge. It's a fictional diary of Queen Victoria around the age of ten. It reads like a real diary, and is a very fun read! At the end of the book, there is an epilogue, a historical note, pictures of the Queen, and a family tree of her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would especially recommend this book to young girls who are interested in history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Perhin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-578638159488564340?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/578638159488564340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=578638159488564340' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/578638159488564340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/578638159488564340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/04/victoria-may-blossom-of-britannia.html' title='Victoria: May Blossom of Britannia'/><author><name>Princess Perhin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04009082565307484704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cD7016CIXk/SXN3E-74KjI/AAAAAAAAAA8/-PRVbBnGHpY/S220/redrose.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-4751971692785907294</id><published>2009-03-30T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T15:01:46.863-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='belinda starling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book binding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the journal of dora damage'/><title type='text'>The Journal of Dora Damage - Belinda Starling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There are a few plausible ways authors can give women in historical fiction the amount of freedom they need to take part in an interesting plot. Their characters can be born rich or come into money somehow; they can be part of a family where the parents or husband has reasonably progressive ideas for the time they live in; they can live outside of society (for example prostitutes) or they can be required to flout decorum because of poverty. Belinda Starling chose to use this final device in her debut (and sadly last) novel ‘Dora Damage’. It’s intriguing to see how poverty could actually free women in Victorian times as well as trap them, as it required them to work in order to feed their family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel’s heroine Dora has ignored the signs that her husband’s bookbinding business is failing in order to preserve harmony and because she feels that business affairs are her husband’s concern. Of course the collapse of his business has a huge impact on Dora as it is Dora’s job to feed her family, keep the house respectable and keep the creditors sweet without any money. As her husband can no longer work due to crippling arthritis Dora decides that she and Jack, the apprentice, must try to run the business themselves. This, and the decline of her husband as he becomes addicted to the o which soothes his pain, allows Dora a certain amount of extra freedom, which results in a plot that would have shocked the Victorians. Through her work Dora becomes involved with almost everything the Victorians would have publically deplored: working women, pornography, and much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Dora Damage’ contains a clever mixture of the fear of poverty and the gothic horror found in so many Victorian novels. The fear and the vice soaks the novel in a rich coating of dark imagery which is deliciously satisfying to read. However there was a point in the novel where it begins to feel as if Starling has overburdened her story with transgressions. She crams in everything that would have angered the public face of the Victorian realm, when removing a few of the more inconsequential ones might have allowed readers to focus on those that really matter to the main plot. However all will be forgiven when readers reach her gruesome, final taboo breaking moment, which has the power to stun readers who may think they have been desensitized by their exposure to so much vice throughout the novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that finishes off my official participation in the Victorian challenge (hurrah a challenge finished). I still wish I’d managed to read a novel written in Victorian times, and it’s still my ambition to read ‘Great Expectations’ by the end of the year. I feel that ‘Wives and Daughters’ was not the Gaskell for me right now, perhaps I would have been better starting with ‘North and South’ or ‘Cranford’, but that would mean buying new books (which would be bad, right?). I look forward to seeing those who took on more ambitious goals for this challenge posting reviews up at the blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-4751971692785907294?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/4751971692785907294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=4751971692785907294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/4751971692785907294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/4751971692785907294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/03/journal-of-dora-damage-belinda-starling.html' title='The Journal of Dora Damage - Belinda Starling'/><author><name>Jodie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-3023178943000643133</id><published>2009-03-18T11:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T11:56:49.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYJ8UYQcQo4/ScFDrXBza5I/AAAAAAAAA_A/8-uNntzplnw/s1600-h/Widow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314603447468911506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYJ8UYQcQo4/ScFDrXBza5I/AAAAAAAAA_A/8-uNntzplnw/s320/Widow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The Widow of Windsor' by Jean Plaidy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This novel continues the life of Queen Victoria , following the death of Prince Albert. December 14th 1861 was the date of Albert's death and Victoria mourned him dearly from then onwards. Her many children were some comfort but her eldest son, Bertie continued to be a trial. His gambling and womanising were a constant worry for the queen. Hoping to end his socialising Victoria encouraged him to marry. A Danish princess, Alexandra , was chosen and the couple seemed very much in love. However it was not long till Bertie's lifestyle intruded into his marriage, but Alexandra(Alix) proved a loving and faithful wife and she bore him six children.&lt;br /&gt;The Queen's other adult children were all settling into married life in various countries;Victoria the eldest marrying the Frederick of Prussia, Alice marrying Louis 1V of Hesse, Alfred married Grand Duchess Maria of Russia, Helena - Christian of Schleswig and Arthur Married Louise of Prussia.&lt;br /&gt;So most of the queen's family were spread far and wide, Leopold, Louise and Beatrice(Baby) were closer.&lt;br /&gt;As the family was spread across Europe they were effected by the conflicts arising at this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'The news grew worse. The Prussians were invading Schleswig-Holstein. Vicky's(eldest child)husband had left Berlin to join the forces which were fighting against Alix's father.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Queen was concerned about the situation, but refused to return to London from Balmoral. Here in Scotland her favourite servant John Brown had risen in popularity in the Queen's eyes and she felt she could not survive without him. This friendship did not impress her children particularly Bertie. After much persuasion she returned to London.&lt;br /&gt;The book continues with the appearance of well known politicians, namely Palmerston, Gladstone and Disraeli. The Queen did appear to take a more active role although she never completely recovered from the Prince's death.&lt;br /&gt;Bertie's life continued on the same course, with horses, women and scandal .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Bertie stared down at the paper in his hand. He could not believe it. This simply could not happen to him!How dared they order him to appear in court!How dared they presume...how dared they suggest...!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This seemed to be a foretaste of the Edwardian years.&lt;br /&gt;Victoria's health was failing, she had reigned for 64 years , a colourful time not only had she seen great changes in Europe she had lost some of her favourite children, and encountered numerous would-be assassins. But in her last few days she pondered all the more about her 'Beloved Being', her Prince Albert. On 22nd January 1901 Queen Victoria died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'We have lost our beloved Mother', was the cry. 'The Queen is dead. Nothing will ever be the same again.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another excellent book from Jean Plaidy. A good history lesson, I learnt much and found it fascinating how her family influenced so many European Royal houses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-3023178943000643133?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/3023178943000643133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=3023178943000643133' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/3023178943000643133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/3023178943000643133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/03/widow-of-windsor-by-jean-plaidy.html' title=''/><author><name>zetor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IYJ8UYQcQo4/SBNh6A-94WI/AAAAAAAAAIs/hahVBJ46wwY/S220/X6CAB55IX1CAXKST56CATBCHV0CAZFOXV4CANTE6X7CA6ZVMHRCAPXOMJOCAP8VJ4RCA12SE3JCAB8CV6FCAHPEW07CAXTH1VHCAQSXOP7CANJ8ULMCAYTRMLPCARMYGGDCAYK8KA6CAB9JM7OCA0B6303.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYJ8UYQcQo4/ScFDrXBza5I/AAAAAAAAA_A/8-uNntzplnw/s72-c/Widow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-846497704888103757</id><published>2009-03-18T11:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T11:53:14.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYJ8UYQcQo4/ScFCcNimz-I/AAAAAAAAA-4/RP1IIpH4DMM/s1600-h/Queen+sHusband.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314602087712477154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYJ8UYQcQo4/ScFCcNimz-I/AAAAAAAAA-4/RP1IIpH4DMM/s320/Queen+sHusband.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="6372387083541164121"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zetor-mogsblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/queens-husband.html"&gt;'The Queen's Husband'.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYJ8UYQcQo4/Sbvvf_9S7-I/AAAAAAAAA9k/eA8GVfk_cig/s1600-h/Queen+sHusband.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'The Queen's Husband' by Jean Plaidy.This novel follows the marriage of Queen Victoria and Prince Albert. Albert, known as Alberinchen was the younger brother in the Saxe-Coburg Gotha family from Germany.His brother, Ernest was a year older. Albert was his mother's favourite and he doted on her. Unfortunately this 'happy' family were soon to disintegrate as their mother's extramarital affairs became known and she was forced to leave the family home. This effected the brothers greatly, particularly Albert who found his father's strict regime difficult to handle. As the two boys grew their grandparents helped in their choice of marriage partners , and so Victoria was presented to Albert as a possible suitor.They appeared to fall in love instantly. They were married in the Chapel Royal by the Archbishop of Canterbury and spent their honeymoon at Windsor.Albert, although happy was not as lively as Victoria . She enjoyed banquets and balls, Albert preferred a more sedate life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'He feared his dear little Victoria was very frivolous. But this was not the time to attempt to improve her.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Victoria ruled the country as best she could, relying on Lords Melbourne and Palmerston , Albert was left with very few duties. Due to the world politics his nationality was not popular and many citizens were uneasy of his status. He decided to help with the running of the household as there were many flaws to correct. In particular when a boy managed to gain access to the palace through a broken window and remain there for several days, Albert knew he had to improve security.So his role as Prince Consort developed and he spearheaded many projects, in particular the Great Exhibition and the renovation of Balmoral Castle.During their marriage Victoria gave birth to nine babies,five girls and four boys. The oldest was Vicky, or Pussy as was her nickname. She was very bright and her father's favourite. A little precocious but highly intelligent. She outshone her brother Bertie, the Prince of Wales,(the future Edward V11) in everyway.Bertie had a difficult childhood, he was rather ungainly and took no interest in schoolwork , this infuriated Victoria and Albert . Consequently a series of tutors and governers were found for him but he showed little improvement.As Bertie grew into adulthood his misdemeanors grew more public,involving parties , drinking and liasons with many women. Counselling by his parents led to no improvement in his behaviour, and left a devastating legacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'God save sweet Vic, mine QueenLong live mine little Queen,God save the Queen.Albert is victoriousDe Coburgs now are gloriousAll so notoriousGod save the Queen.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed this novel, the first book I have read about Queen Victoria. In my opinion she was a feisty lady, she was regal and knew her word was law. Albert was her great love and she doted on her family , however Bertie remained a 'thorn in her side' . I wonder if his character was such due to the strict regime his father bestowed on him.&lt;br /&gt;posted by mog/zetor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-846497704888103757?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/846497704888103757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=846497704888103757' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/846497704888103757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/846497704888103757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/03/queens-husband.html' title=''/><author><name>zetor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IYJ8UYQcQo4/SBNh6A-94WI/AAAAAAAAAIs/hahVBJ46wwY/S220/X6CAB55IX1CAXKST56CATBCHV0CAZFOXV4CANTE6X7CA6ZVMHRCAPXOMJOCAP8VJ4RCA12SE3JCAB8CV6FCAHPEW07CAXTH1VHCAQSXOP7CANJ8ULMCAYTRMLPCARMYGGDCAYK8KA6CAB9JM7OCA0B6303.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYJ8UYQcQo4/ScFCcNimz-I/AAAAAAAAA-4/RP1IIpH4DMM/s72-c/Queen+sHusband.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-2201472527883851523</id><published>2009-03-17T08:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T08:42:22.836-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AnaT'/><title type='text'>A Wallflower Christmas - Lisa Kleypas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BliD4qkNSLU/Sb6qjS2IEmI/AAAAAAAAEx4/3eGwrSQJERk/s1600-h/n270277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313872133674766946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BliD4qkNSLU/Sb6qjS2IEmI/AAAAAAAAEx4/3eGwrSQJERk/s200/n270277.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It's Christmastime in London and Rafe Bowman has arrived from America for his arranged meeting with Natalie Blandford, the very proper and beautiful daughter of Lady and Lord Blandford. His chiseled good looks and imposing physique are sure to impress the lady in waiting and, if it weren't for his shocking American ways and wild reputation, her hand would already be guaranteed. Before the courtship can begin, Rafe realizes he must learn the rules of London society. But when four former Wallflowers try their hand at matchmaking, no one knows what will happen. And winning a bride turns out to be more complicated than Rafe Bowman anticipated, especially for a man accustomed to getting anything he wants. However, Christmas works in the most unexpected ways, changing a cynic to a romantic and inspiring passion in the most timid of hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A Wallflower Christmas is much lighter in tone than Kleypas previous books in the Wallflower series. Besides the main couple there is so many characters popping up that their story lack a bit of depth and development.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It is, however, the perfect sweet Christnmas story. The appearance of all the other Wallflowers and their husbands can't help but being an added bonus for all who enjoyed that series and the fact that have decided to play matchmakers for Lilian and Daisy's brother Rafe just adds to the fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rafe as always been at odds with is father. Now he has a chance to play the good son and be welcomed in the family fold again but for that he has to marry the girl his father chosen. A british young lady. Rafe has no problem's with that since he figures he eventually has to marry and there's no one else holding his attention. The problem is that he can't help but being intrigued by his fiancee's cousin and companion - Hannah - and he finds himself enjoying her company and actively pursuing her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Most of the story is set in Lilian and Westcliff's country home during the Christmas season and I can see no better setting for a story like this one than a house party. A very enjoyable read where nothing really stands out but it has all the makings of a comfort read with so many cherished characters to revisit! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Grade: 4/5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-2201472527883851523?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/2201472527883851523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=2201472527883851523' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/2201472527883851523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/2201472527883851523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/03/wallflower-christmas-lisa-kleypas.html' title='A Wallflower Christmas - Lisa Kleypas'/><author><name>Ana T.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BliD4qkNSLU/R9W1if1PmeI/AAAAAAAABhk/MrBS9JeCfTM/S220/avatar_aneca2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BliD4qkNSLU/Sb6qjS2IEmI/AAAAAAAAEx4/3eGwrSQJERk/s72-c/n270277.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-7678957231815452173</id><published>2009-03-14T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T13:21:12.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This might be of interest...</title><content type='html'>I wanted to let everyone know about some mini-challenges I'm hosting over at &lt;a href="http://minichallenges.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mini-Challenges Hosted&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://minichallenges.blogspot.com/"&gt; by Becky&lt;/a&gt; (unoriginal blog name, I know!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6fUau_2za0/SblvDqBEl8I/AAAAAAAAAdo/hv6mgDP2g3g/s320/ElizabethGaskellMini-Challengenew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6fUau_2za0/SblvDqBEl8I/AAAAAAAAAdo/hv6mgDP2g3g/s320/ElizabethGaskellMini-Challengenew.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://minichallenges.blogspot.com/2009/03/elizabeth-gaskell-mini-challenge.html"&gt;The Elizabeth Gaskell Mini Challenge&lt;/a&gt; (January 2009 - June 1, 2010)&lt;br /&gt;Read and/or watch TWO works by Elizabeth Gaskell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s6fUau_2za0/SblrEAZhKoI/AAAAAAAAAdI/-q1IrqSql_0/s320/GeorgeEliotMini-Challenge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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(January 2009 - August 31, 2010)&lt;br /&gt;Read and/or watch TWO works by Anthony Trollope&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-7678957231815452173?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/7678957231815452173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=7678957231815452173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/7678957231815452173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/7678957231815452173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-might-be-of-interest.html' title='This might be of interest...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s6fUau_2za0/SblvDqBEl8I/AAAAAAAAAdo/hv6mgDP2g3g/s72-c/ElizabethGaskellMini-Challengenew.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-5975095792631326373</id><published>2009-03-14T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T12:26:20.925-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elizabeth Stoddard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Becky&apos;s Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>The Morgesons</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title"&gt; &lt;/h3&gt; &lt;div class="post-header-line-1"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="post-body" id="post-1839650131585752187"&gt; &lt;style&gt;#fullpost{display:none;}&lt;/style&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/19790000/19792624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 155px;" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/19790000/19792624.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stoddard, Elizabeth. 1862. The Morgesons. 264 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"That child," said my aunt Mercy, looking at me with indigo-colored eyes, "is possessed."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you heard of Elizabeth Stoddard? I hadn't either. Not until I stumbled across this book while looking for Steinbeck. In the introduction, it explains a bit why this author fell into obscurity although during her lifetime she was compared with such greats as Balzac, Tolstoy, Eliot, the Brontes, and Hawthorne. (If your library doesn't have a copy, you &lt;a href="http://www.gutenberg.org/etext/12347"&gt;can read it online here&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it an exciting read? a thrilling one? Not really. Not by today's standards. It's about one girl, Cassandra "Cassy" growing up, coming to age. We follow her roughly from the age of ten to twenty. We see her in various environments and situations--home, visiting relatives for extended periods of time, school, courting, etc. She's not an easy narrator to love. She's more abrasive than that. There seems to be friction, tension, strife in almost all of her relationships. Perhaps because her whole family is 'difficult' to get along with. Perhaps because she's stubborn and makes no apologies. She's not meek or mild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a reader, I was never sure of Cassy. If she was the one disconnecting from her family...or if maybe her family were the ones disconnecting from her. There never seemed to be a bond between family members. Not with her mother. Not with her sister. And only slightly with her father. And this slight bond is only because he allows his daughter to go off on all these adventures away from home to visit family and friends, etc. He also keeps her well dressed. So I never was sure if she genuinely loved her father. Or if she just seemed to like him best because he was the one who was able to grant her desires. There seems to be a harsh distance, an emotional barrier that prevents Cassy from genuinely loving and being loved. As I said, I'm not sure who is to blame for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassy seems to attract some strange men to her. Especially true in the case of her cousin, Charles. Though married, though a father, he seems to find Cassandra irresistible. And though it is never out and out revealed, this attraction is mutual. Cassy, still a teen, maybe fifteen or sixteen?, finds herself in love with her cousin, inappropriate as it may be. See, she's come to live with her cousin and his wife, Alice. She's with this seemingly 'happy' family for a little over a year. And his wife, Alice, is aware that there is something going on between the two. But she's so busy being a good and perfect wife and mother that she pretends she doesn't know or doesn't care. What strikes me is one scene where Charles returns home from a business trip, I believe, and gives Cassandra a diamond ring to wear on her third finger. I don't remember if "good" little Alice gets a present as well, and if so, what it might have been. But there's a distinctly creepy vibe from this family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other men in Cassy's life are a pair of brothers, Ben and Desmond Somers. Both alcoholics. (They come from one crazy family!) One marries Cassandra. One marries Cassandra's sister, Veronica. Only one sister will get her happily ever after ending. But which one? Can a 'bad' boy ever turn good and mean it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though Cassandra seems a bit of an unnatural heroine, I am glad to have read this one. (After all, Scarlett O'Hara is plenty unnatural!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-5975095792631326373?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/5975095792631326373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=5975095792631326373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/5975095792631326373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/5975095792631326373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/03/morgesons.html' title='The Morgesons'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-646261657904851745</id><published>2009-03-13T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T12:28:35.100-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George Eliot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Becky&apos;s Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>Silas Marner</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title"&gt; &lt;/h3&gt; &lt;div class="post-header-line-1"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="post-body" id="post-7880356591660434834"&gt; &lt;style&gt;#fullpost{display:inline;}&lt;/style&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a6.vox.com/6a00e398c8b7a5000500e398dbd1560003-500pi"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 258px;" src="http://a6.vox.com/6a00e398c8b7a5000500e398dbd1560003-500pi" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eliot, George. 1861. Silas Marner. Bantam Classics. (My edition was mid 1980s) 186 pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the days when the spinning-wheels hummed busily in the farmhouses--and even great ladies, clothed in silk and thread-lace, had their toy spinning-wheels of polished oak--there might be seen, in districts far away among the lanes, or deep in the bosom of hills, certain pallid undersized men, who, by the side of the brawny country folk, looked like the remnants of a disinherited race.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shocker of all shockers: I liked this one. Quite a lot, in fact. Why is that shocking? When I read this little volume--and no, it's not the same copy--in tenth grade I absolutely hated it. Hate is really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too kind&lt;/span&gt; a word for what I felt. Needless to say, it held the title of most-hated-book until my college days when Jude the Obscure took its place. (It still holds the honor, in case you're curious.) Which just goes to show you that almost without a doubt classics--at least some classics--fail to be appreciated by high schoolers. Maybe that's inaccurate. I'll rephrase, anytime a person--especially a teen person--is required to read a book, no matter how good or great that book is (sometimes they're really bad, I'm not saying all are good) then it's an uphill battle to have him/her have a positive response to it. It just goes against human nature to like something we're forced against our will to read. And its understandable to me. What could a fifteen year old have in common with Silas Marner, a middle-aged weaver obsessed with gold? He's old (relatively speaking at least!). He's strange. No one likes him in his village of Raveloe. He's an outsider, it's true, a loner. And arguably some teens could see themselves in that way. But is that enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silas Marner, in case you've never been subjected to it, is the story of a man, a weaver, who takes refuge in Raveloe after escaping his unfortunate past. He is living only for himself. The money he makes from his trade, he hoards. He loves his gold. Treasures it. He's not the only one keeping secrets in the village. There's a man, Godfrey Cass, who has quite a secret. Something in his past that he's willing to do just about anything, pay just about anything to prevent from coming to light. His brother, Dunstan Cass, is blackmailing him. He'll tell all to their father--Squire Cass--if Godfrey doesn't do things his way. Why does Godfrey care? really really care? He wants to marry Nancy Lammeter. The secret? He already has a wife, a wife his father would never approve of, a wife he's ashamed of, a woman he'd never claim in a hundred million years. Dunstan (and Godfrey) are in need of money, Silas Marner has plenty. Put the two together and you've got a robbery destined to happen. But things don't always go according to plan, Dunstan disappears the same night as Silas' gold. But that's just the beginning. Silas doesn't know it then, but things are about to start looking up! His life is about to change for the better! Why? His "gold" will be returned to him--providentially according to Silas and his friends--in the form of a golden-haired baby girl whom he names Hepzibah (Eppie) whom he adopts and raises to the satisfaction of all but one....Godfrey Cass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one had themes that I couldn't even begin to grasp as a sophomore. And the language? the style? I didn't appreciate the little things. The phrases. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But here's the thing. I can now. Everything that I missed then, I can appreciate now&lt;/span&gt;. Here is one of my favorite passages:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose one reason why we are seldom able to comfort our neighbors with our words is, that our goodwill gets adulterated, in spite of ourselves, before it can pass our lips. We can send black puddings and pettitoes without giving them a flavour of our own egoism; but language is a stream that is almost sure to smack of a mingled soil. There was a fair proportion of kindness in Raveloe; but it was often of a beery and bungling sort, and took the shape least allied to the complimentary and hypocritical. (77)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked the characters--some more eccentric than others--too. I came to appreciate the flavor of this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-646261657904851745?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/646261657904851745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=646261657904851745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/646261657904851745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/646261657904851745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/03/silas-marner.html' title='Silas Marner'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793618692608823102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0_SJ0uO6DHU/SZnoJ8Il0pI/AAAAAAAAIfs/exnBnN_ZtZc/S220/mypictr_Blogger(5).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-5253806673950946296</id><published>2009-03-12T17:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T18:57:34.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Mary Barton" - "Books such as this cannot fail to be of value"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t9Vblzd0BtA/SbmiLcj_36I/AAAAAAAAAO8/d4ie9TZmZVg/s1600-h/marybarton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312455552989650850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t9Vblzd0BtA/SbmiLcj_36I/AAAAAAAAAO8/d4ie9TZmZVg/s320/marybarton.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above epigram from Victor Hugo's classic novel, "Les Miserables," could also apply to Elizabeth Gaskell's first novel.  Set in the city of Manchester during the industrial revolution, "Mary Barton," is as MacDonald Daly points out in the introduction to the Penguin Classic edition, really two novels.  The first tells the story of the radicalization of John Barton as he watches his fellow mill workers and their families suffer as factory owners watch with indifference, if they watch at all.  The second part is more of a melodrama as the reaction to a terrible crime threatens to engulf "Jem Wilson," Mary Barton's lover, as well as Mary herself.  Gaskell apparently wanted to call her novel, "John Barton," but her publisher forced her to change the name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was certainly plenty of drama in the second part which easily held my attention, but in my view it is the description of the plight of the workers and their families that makes "Mary Barton" an enduring work.  Gaskell shows clearly, if not graphically, how poverty and death were omnipresent for these families.  Ironically Daly seems to feel that Gaskell does not go near far enough in proposing solutions to these problems.  Ironically because the book was apparently not well received by the Manchester mill owners and leading families who made up the congregation where Gaskell's husband was an assistant minister.  That kind of contemporary reaction illustrates the importance of books like this in their own time.  The Victorian reading public would have consisted primarily of those in a position to do something about similar situations in real life.  The book could also have sent a message to the workers themselves, but my guess is that they were both less literate and less able to afford books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book's relevance to its own time does not, however, guarantee relevance for future generations.  That relevance can, I think, be seen in how "Mary Barton" helps keep things in balance for those of us who love Victorian fiction.   Many, if not most, of the leading novelists of the time concentrated on the upper and middle classes with the working classes somewhat invisible.  Reading "Mary Barton," like much of Dickens, gives us a better sense of the larger picture.  As a direct descendant of the Winder (Worcester) and Proctor (Audley) families, this balance is especially important to me on a personal level.  Reading this book reminds me that the working class characters are my ancestors in a literary or symbolic sense.  Certainly the late 19th century members of those families did not cross the ocean by boat because things were going so well in England.  The struggles of the workers in "Mary Barton" gives me a better sense of what my ancestors lives were really like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very glad that I have read this book and look forward to reading the rest of Elizabeth Gaskell's work.  After that is, I finish the Victorian Challenge by reading Anthony Trollope's "The Way We Live Now."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-5253806673950946296?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/5253806673950946296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=5253806673950946296' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/5253806673950946296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/5253806673950946296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/03/mary-barton-books-such-as-this-cannot.html' title='&quot;Mary Barton&quot; - &quot;Books such as this cannot fail to be of value&quot;'/><author><name>John Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339803248832518914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t9Vblzd0BtA/SNwGo0_Ks2I/AAAAAAAAABY/UJy8nkT4DHE/S220/Fenway+Shot.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t9Vblzd0BtA/SbmiLcj_36I/AAAAAAAAAO8/d4ie9TZmZVg/s72-c/marybarton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-1201160805699178391</id><published>2009-03-07T06:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T06:19:05.763-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coversgirl'/><title type='text'>Book Review: Far from the Madding Crowd by Thomas Hardy</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT face="georgia" size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Victorian Challenge #2&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0141439653?ie=UTF8&amp;tag=betwthecove-20&amp;linkCode=as2&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;creativeASIN=0141439653"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 205px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctl92JR6lgA/SbJ_MuHMfII/AAAAAAAAAx8/Sw1EhJPcKUQ/s320/maddingcrowd.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310446767136603266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=betwthecove-20&amp;l=as2&amp;o=1&amp;a=0141439653" width="1" height="1" border="0" alt="" style="border:none !important; margin:0px !important;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Bathsheba Everdene inherits her uncle’s farm, she decides to fire the untrustworthy bailiff and run the place herself. The other farmers in the district soon become accustomed to seeing her buying and selling alongside them, but a woman with a face and presence like Bathsheba’s can’t avoid trouble for long. A thoughtless prank, born of recklessness and vanity, earns her the notice of her neighbour Farmer Boldwood, whose interest swiftly turns into obsession. Guilt and a sense of duty compel her to accept his courtship, and leave her torn when she meets and falls for the dashing Sergeant Troy, who has reasons for pursuing her that have nothing to do with love. When circumstances bring about a renewal of Boldwood’s addresses the scene is set for a tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through her vagaries of fortune Bathsheba has one true friend on whom to rely. Gabriel Oak was once, in a small way, a farmer himself, before ill luck reduced him to the position of shepherd on Bathsheba’s property.  Dazzled by her at first sight, he hasn’t let her refusal of his clumsy proposal deflect him from his course of quiet devotion. Patience is a virtue, and his might just be rewarded not only with one of the local farms, but with Bathsheba herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been six years since I first read this, and in that time I somehow managed to forget almost everything about it. How could I? I love this book. Don’t let the fact that it’s Hardy put you off. There is an element of tragedy, but it by no means dominates the book, which is for the most part a rural idyll and a thoroughly charming one at that. Weatherbury is a place where the pace and habits of urban life have not intruded, and the plot unfolds in a suitably leisurely manner. (In fact, Henry James criticised it for being slow and overpadded with words, which is a bit rich coming from him - he was far more long-winded than Hardy ever was.) It covers a span of some half a dozen years, but it feels like less; the fictional time slides by just as its real counterpart is prone to do. The impression is reinforced by the fact that the chronology is off - Bathsheba doesn’t age as she should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathsheba Everdene has one of the best entrances in literature - perched atop her worldly goods on the back of a wagon, using the driver’s temporary absence as an opportunity to admire her reflection in a looking-glass. This unconventional spirit carries her through her establishment of herself as an independent woman conducting her own business; but it also brings her suitors who aren’t good for her, and only after time and tribulation quieten her does she land the one who is, which is perhaps a further tragedy. Bathsheba at the end of the book might be older and wiser, but she is also more subdued and less independent. (And in further answer to a recent &lt;A HREF="http://coversgirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekly-geeks-whats-in-name.html"&gt;Weekly Geeks&lt;/A&gt; - while her experience doesn’t completely match that of her biblical counterpart, the name is very apt.) She’s a memorable character and surely like nothing the denizens of Weatherbury had ever seen before - it’s no wonder she had her admirers so spellbound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can’t really blame her for the events regarding Boldwood. She acted without thinking, but the results were beyond what &lt;I&gt;anyone&lt;/I&gt; could have foreseen. The life of ease and worship he offered her would never have suited her active temperament, but I still felt so very sorry for him; and though his obsession with Bathsheba paved the way for her own contentment I wished he could get over her and find someone else with whom he could be happy. Nor can you condemn her as an idiot for being swept off her feet by Troy, a dashing cad á là Wickham whose charm is embellished by a red coat and a handsome face. Unlike Wickham, however, Troy does have a heart - it just happens to be disposed elsewhere. And really, without these disasters would Gabriel ever have stood a chance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s the least prepossessing of her suitors, with neither face nor fortune but only his character to recommend him. And it’s that character that makes this such a lovely book to read. He loves her in spite of her faults, looks after her as best he can, makes her see sense when possible, and lets her make her own mistakes when he must. Romantic devotion and pragmatic logic seems an odd combination of traits, but they suit Gabriel perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the other villagers who feature are appealing - in fact Troy is the only person it’s hard to like. From the ancient and toothless maltster, to the self-effacing young man with a shrewish wife who’s forever known merely as ‘Susan Tall’s husband,’ to the boy named Cain because his mother got her Bible characters muddled up, they’ll leave you with a smile and the same warm feeling that induced me to sign up for the Classics Challenge after finishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Rating:&lt;/B&gt; A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-1201160805699178391?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/1201160805699178391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=1201160805699178391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/1201160805699178391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/1201160805699178391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/03/book-review-far-from-madding-crowd-by.html' title='Book Review: &lt;I&gt;Far from the Madding Crowd&lt;/I&gt; by Thomas Hardy'/><author><name>Amat Libris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01343725194203848055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctl92JR6lgA/TCs9jVStEdI/AAAAAAAABE8/E-eCvd33GJE/S220/profileGa2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ctl92JR6lgA/SbJ_MuHMfII/AAAAAAAAAx8/Sw1EhJPcKUQ/s72-c/maddingcrowd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-2179859548627120866</id><published>2009-03-03T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T11:59:09.967-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retroredux'/><title type='text'>Those Who Hunt The Night by Barbara Hambly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kYFJOM1ypiA/Sa1k_ApAieI/AAAAAAAAAIo/XJ70CjyBJCI/s1600-h/those.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kYFJOM1ypiA/Sa1k_ApAieI/AAAAAAAAAIo/XJ70CjyBJCI/s320/those.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309010569406220770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those Who Hunt The Night&lt;br /&gt;Barbara Hambly&lt;br /&gt;Fantasy&lt;br /&gt;Rating 5 stars&lt;br /&gt;340 pages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Synopsis: Someone - or something - is killing the vampires of London while they sleep during the day. Don Simon Ysidro, the oldest of the London vampires, hires Dr. James Asher, a retired member of the British Secret Service, to find this killer. Asher, who accepts this job for the price of his wife (Lydia)'s life, delves into the shadowy world of the vampires to find a killer that increasingly seems to be one of their number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Review: I loved this book. I only wish, A-I would have read this much earlier instead of letting it languish on my TBR shelf, and B-I would not have chosen to read it with my back in an uproar with a pinched nerve as I feel I would have enjoyed it even more:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Vampire fantasy slash historical mystery set in late Victorian (or early Edwardian-1906) England is a brilliant thinking man's Vampire novel. The three leads of the story-James Asher, his wife Lydia, and the Vampire Ysidro-are all mental giants, each brilliant in their own specialty. Asher, a former British agent, is sought out by centuries old Ysidro, a Spanish Vampire whose undead roots go back to Queen Elizabeth's time. Ysidro needs Asher's help in discovering who is killing off the vampires of London. To do so, he lets Asher know that not only his life, but Asher's brilliant wife Lydia's life hang in the balance if Asher cannot find the killer. Lydia, an unconventional Victorian Society woman is a great female lead. A woman who chose a career in medicine and Science over an advantageous Society marriage. Will her choice save or destroy her life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hambly's writing style is fast paced yet intelligent. Her knowledge of the period shines through and any aficionado of Victorian Fiction should try this book, even if they are not fantasy or Vampire fans.&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to reading the second book in the series, Traveling With The Dead, and Ms. Hambly's website states she's in talks for a third, long awaited book in the series.&lt;br /&gt;Highly recommended-5 stars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-2179859548627120866?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/2179859548627120866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=2179859548627120866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/2179859548627120866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/2179859548627120866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/03/those-who-hunt-night-by-barbara-hambly.html' title='Those Who Hunt The Night by Barbara Hambly'/><author><name>retroredux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYFJOM1ypiA/S_FEOD23B6I/AAAAAAAAAeI/K1gsLNrKWGA/S220/95_lizzyread.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kYFJOM1ypiA/Sa1k_ApAieI/AAAAAAAAAIo/XJ70CjyBJCI/s72-c/those.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-6938204236338322553</id><published>2009-03-03T06:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T06:50:58.984-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AnaT'/><title type='text'>Silent in The Sanctuary - Deanna Raybourn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BliD4qkNSLU/SaFV2EKWc3I/AAAAAAAAEqI/rGxiIfH17Hs/s1600-h/n246224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305616223337608050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BliD4qkNSLU/SaFV2EKWc3I/AAAAAAAAEqI/rGxiIfH17Hs/s200/n246224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Fresh from a six-month sojourn in Italy, Lady Julia returns home to Sussex to find her father's estate crowded with family and friends-- but dark deeds are afoot at the deconsecrated abbey, and a murderer roams the ancient cloisters.&lt;br /&gt;Much to her surprise, the one man she had hoped to forget--the enigmatic and compelling Nicholas Brisbane--is among her father's houseguests… and he is not alone. Not to be outdone, Julia shows him that two can play at flirtation and promptly introduces him to her devoted, younger, titled Italian count. But the homecoming celebrations quickly take a ghastly turn when one of the guests is&lt;br /&gt;found brutally murdered in the chapel, and a member of Lady Julia's own family&lt;br /&gt;confesses to the crime. Certain of her cousin's innocence, Lady Julia resumes&lt;br /&gt;her unlikely and deliciously intriguing partnership with Nicholas Brisbane,&lt;br /&gt;setting out to unravel a tangle of deceit before the killer can strike again.&lt;br /&gt;When a sudden snowstorm blankets the abbey like a shroud, it falls to Lady Julia&lt;br /&gt;and Nicholas Brisbane to answer the shriek of murder most foul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Since I already had this one in the TBR pile when I finished Silent in The Grave I decided to pick it up immediately after. I’m happy to report that I found this one much better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Lady Julia Grey returns from Italy where spent some time with two of her brothers. Now one of the brothers has married without informing their father and having known that the father orders them all home. Besides a new sister in law Julia also takes home an Italian count that has been paying court to her. They arrive a few weeks before Christmas to find that Julia’s father has quite a few guests at home including Nicholas Brisbane, of whom Julia has heard nothing for the past months but that she has been unable to forget.Unfortunately Julia and Brisbane’s reunion isn’t a happy one, none of them is expecting to meet the other and Julia suddenly finds herself facing Brisbane’s fiancée, which is quite a surprise. Julia’s father seems to be behind this odd plan to reunite them but one is left thinking how devious is his mind to plot this when Brisbane is betrothed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I was unable to determine whether Julia is consciously avoiding the truth or if she is just hopeful but it seems she immediately decides that the betrothal must be a scheme and decides to investigate what really is going on. Also in the house are Julia’s penniless cousins, Lucy and Emma, Lucy’s fiancée with his secretary and the Vicar and his Curate among others. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;When one of the guests is found murdered and a family member is found to be the obvious suspect Julia and Brisbane decide to conduct a private investigation to discover what was behind the crime and who actually committed it. At the same time someone else disappears and Julia is still determined to find out about Brisbane’s betrothal at the same time that one of her brother’s shows a less than innocent interest in the fiancée.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It seemed to me that there were even more plot twists in this sequel than in the first book but this time they worked perfectly and I was kept interested and curious about what was going on. To tell the truth I couldn’t stop reading it to find out who had done what and when. There are a lot of characters mentioned but they all seemed to add something and contribute to the final climax. Unlike my reaction when I finished Silent in the Grave I now can’t wait to get my hands on Silent on The Moor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Grade: 4.5/5&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-6938204236338322553?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/6938204236338322553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=6938204236338322553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/6938204236338322553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/6938204236338322553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/03/silent-in-sanctuary-deanna-raybourn.html' title='Silent in The Sanctuary - Deanna Raybourn'/><author><name>Ana T.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BliD4qkNSLU/R9W1if1PmeI/AAAAAAAABhk/MrBS9JeCfTM/S220/avatar_aneca2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BliD4qkNSLU/SaFV2EKWc3I/AAAAAAAAEqI/rGxiIfH17Hs/s72-c/n246224.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-3261454297764145252</id><published>2009-03-03T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T05:08:11.121-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV series'/><title type='text'>The Victorians (BBC One)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FQJMNt1iphk/Sa0qb2HoEtI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Ik68ZP87MHc/s1600-h/paxman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308946193612018386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FQJMNt1iphk/Sa0qb2HoEtI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Ik68ZP87MHc/s320/paxman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is anyone watching &lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/pressoffice/proginfo/tv/2009/wk7/unplaced.shtml#unplaced_victorians"&gt;The Victorians&lt;/a&gt; (BBC One) presented by Jeremy Paxman? The first episode aired February 15th and I really enjoyed it. I know this blog is about a book challenge but I thought it might be interesting to share this information, even if I'm sure most of you already know everything about this series.;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information you can read this &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/entertainment/arts_and_culture/7889617.stm"&gt;article from BBC News&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-3261454297764145252?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/3261454297764145252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=3261454297764145252' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/3261454297764145252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/3261454297764145252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/03/victorians.html' title='The Victorians (BBC One)'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147385640237155075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FQJMNt1iphk/SUy97v701LI/AAAAAAAAAOk/VNQVWRf4yfc/S220/avatar_historical22.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FQJMNt1iphk/Sa0qb2HoEtI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Ik68ZP87MHc/s72-c/paxman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-1320280579246901189</id><published>2009-03-03T04:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T04:44:38.080-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alex'/><title type='text'>Poisoned Season by Tasha Alexander</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FQJMNt1iphk/Sa0jNQ73iiI/AAAAAAAAAUY/6LrwqytUOdI/s1600-h/poisoned_season.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308938246531025442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FQJMNt1iphk/Sa0jNQ73iiI/AAAAAAAAAUY/6LrwqytUOdI/s320/poisoned_season.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;London’s social season is in full swing, and the Victorian aristocracy can’t stop whispering about a certain gentleman who claims to be the direct descendant of Louis XVI and Marie Antoinette. But he’s not the only topic of wagging tongues. Drawing rooms, boudoirs, and ballrooms are abuzz with the latest news of an audacious cat burglar who has been making off with precious items that once belonged to the ill-fated queen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Light gossip turns serious when the owner of one of the pilfered treasures is found murdered, and the mysterious thief develops a twisted obsession with Emily. But the strong-minded and fiercely independent Emily will not be shaken. It will take all of her considerable wit and perseverance to unmask her stalker and ferret out the murderer, even as a brewing scandal threatens both her reputation and her romance with her late husband’s best friend, the dashing Colin Hargreaves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who enjoyed Tasha Alexander previous installment – And Only to Deceive - will certainly like this one as well. I must say that Lady Emily Ashton’s series is getting better and better. I can hardly wait to get my hands in Fatal Waltz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Emily is an intelligent woman. She loves Greek culture, is interested in antiquities and she spends most of her time learning the most she can about both subjects. If And Only To Deceive is mostly focused in her failed relationship with her deceased husband and the mystery surrounding his death, in The Poisoned Season, she moves on, becomes more independent, more sure of herself. Lady Ashton has a brain and has no problems showing it, even if some society members (including her mother) are scandalized by her reading in a public place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This time the mystery concerns a descendent of Marie Antoinette, Charles Berry, or so he claims. After his arrival to London, some of his ancestors personal objects are stolen from their owners. Meanwhile David Francis, a ton member, is poisoned and someone steals from his house something belonging to the tragic French queen. The mysterious thief is also sending some strange notes in Greek to Emily…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;While I enjoyed the mystery part immensely, sometimes I had to suspend my disbelief about the thief’s antics. It really seemed a bit too much but nothing that makes you less curious about his identity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Colin Hargraves is also making a patient court to Emily. He doesn’t want to scare her or rush her into anything she would later regret. Her previous disastrous marriage is something she doesn’t want to repeat and it’s obvious Colin understands Emily’s need to make a life of her own and decide when and if she wants to marry again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tasha Alexander not only easily creates a Victorian feeling but the historical detail is rich and delightful, even if sometimes too slow paced. Highly recommended for those who want a light and well written story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grade: 4/5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-1320280579246901189?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/1320280579246901189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=1320280579246901189' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/1320280579246901189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/1320280579246901189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/03/poisoned-season-by-tasha-alexander.html' title='Poisoned Season by Tasha Alexander'/><author><name>Alex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18147385640237155075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FQJMNt1iphk/SUy97v701LI/AAAAAAAAAOk/VNQVWRf4yfc/S220/avatar_historical22.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FQJMNt1iphk/Sa0jNQ73iiI/AAAAAAAAAUY/6LrwqytUOdI/s72-c/poisoned_season.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-8374617895318552121</id><published>2009-03-02T13:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T13:54:31.708-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jayme'/><title type='text'>The Life and Times of Victoria by Dorothy Marshall</title><content type='html'>Ever since I wrote my 8th grade research paper on Queen Victoria, I've been a bit obsessed with her life and that time period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example One:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/jaymewhitson/Europe?feat=embedwebsite#5308707771176387410"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_IVqCn1UF3wk/SaxRl1VTA1I/AAAAAAAAAok/xnhvGT_YKJc/s288/1001793.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me with Queen V in Windsor, July 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Example Two:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/cTJn8JaRYanmw-VSxF0sbg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_IVqCn1UF3wk/SaxSmtrhHjI/AAAAAAAAAos/uFekoP-78zg/s288/1001222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victoria Regina and I- Back of Buckingham Palace, July 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've read several biographies on Queen Victoria, and I really enjoyed Marshall's book. It was descriptive and factual, without being flowery and boring. If you would like to know more about Queen Victoria's reign, Marshall's book is an excellent place to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also enjoyed these biographies on Queen Victoria:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Queen-Victoria-British-History-Perspective/dp/0333638077/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1236030334&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span id="btAsinTitle" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;Queen Victoria &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;by Walter L. Arnstein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.amazon.com/Persons-Consequence-Queen-Victoria-Circle/dp/B001IKCR34/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1236030511&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Persons of consequence: Queen Victoria and her circle by Louise Auchincloss&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.amazon.com/Victorias-Daughters-Jerrold-M-Packard/dp/0312244967/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1236030604&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Queen Victoria's Daughters by Jerrold M. Packard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.amazon.com/Her-Little-Majesty-Queen-Victoria/dp/0743236572/ref=sr_1_13?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1236030736&amp;amp;sr=1-13"&gt;Her Little Majesty: The Life of Queen Victoria&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.amazon.com/Her-Little-Majesty-Queen-Victoria/dp/0743236572/ref=sr_1_13?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1236030736&amp;amp;sr=1-13"&gt; &lt;span class="ptBrand"&gt;by Carolly Erickson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This DVD was also good: &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Victoria-Albert-Hamilton/dp/B00005O7N8/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=dvd&amp;amp;qid=1236030835&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Victoria and Albert&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-8374617895318552121?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/8374617895318552121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=8374617895318552121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/8374617895318552121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/8374617895318552121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/03/life-and-times-of-victoria-by-dorothy.html' title='The Life and Times of Victoria by Dorothy Marshall'/><author><name>Jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05223468905904512920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IVqCn1UF3wk/SegWZKgWbPI/AAAAAAAAArk/qwqcSswEWG8/S220/100_0956.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_IVqCn1UF3wk/SaxRl1VTA1I/AAAAAAAAAok/xnhvGT_YKJc/s72-c/1001793.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-9163222868360869296</id><published>2009-03-02T13:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T13:34:31.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Moonstone - Wilkie Collins (Jackie's Review)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWxNQ2Ih3Z8/SaxQRpnxukI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ThMdc5tlVLg/s1600-h/51p4-bBxQsL__SL160_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-dp,TopRight,12,-18_SH30_OU02_AA115_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308706324923660866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWxNQ2Ih3Z8/SaxQRpnxukI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ThMdc5tlVLg/s320/51p4-bBxQsL__SL160_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-dp,TopRight,12,-18_SH30_OU02_AA115_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Moonstone was first published in 1868, and is considered to be the first detective novel ever written. Many people site The Moonstone as the longest piece of detective fiction in existence. I’m not an expert on this, but I do know that it took me a long time to read it! At 464 pages it only just classes as a chunkster, but I feel no guilt in counting it towards the &lt;a href="http://feelinchunky.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chunkster Challenge&lt;/a&gt; as the type was tiny! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story takes place in an English country house, in which a rare diamond is stolen over night. The suspects are therefore limited, and a famous London detective is called in to investigate the crime. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The writing was easy to follow, but it was very dense, and so it was a slow read. For the majority of the book this wasn’t a bad thing, as I loved the descriptions, but there was a slow section in the middle, which I found hard to get through. It picked up towards the end though, and the it was very well plotted. I didn’t see any of the twists coming, and I liked the realism of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were also a lot of other issues raised during the book. SPOILER! Highlight text to read. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I loved the beginning and ending in India, and the way Wilkie Collins challenged racial stereotypes by portraying the Indians as mysterious thieves, when they were the good ones all along.&lt;br /&gt;I also found the opium factor interesting. I had no idea of it’s affects, and have since learnt that Wilkie Collins was writing from experience, as he had an opium habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved reading it so soon after &lt;a href="http://www.farmlanebooks.co.uk/?p=486"&gt;The Suspicions of Mr. Whicher&lt;/a&gt; as I noticed all the similarities between the real murder at Road Hill and the theft of the moonstone. If you’ve read The Moonstone then it is worth having a look at &lt;a href="http://www.qub.ac.uk/schools/SchoolofEnglish/imperial/india/moonstone.htm"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; analysis - I found it very insightful. It contains lots of spoilers, so don’t click through if you’re interested in reading the book soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I enjoyed reading The Moonstone. It was hard work at times, but well worth the effort. As it’s the first ever detective novel I can’t not recommend it, everyone should read it at some point!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWxNQ2Ih3Z8/SaxQq7gXPhI/AAAAAAAAAF0/QI6x96xCOpE/s1600-h/stars42.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308706759221132818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 57px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 13px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wWxNQ2Ih3Z8/SaxQq7gXPhI/AAAAAAAAAF0/QI6x96xCOpE/s320/stars42.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally reviewed &lt;a href="http://www.farmlanebooks.co.uk/?p=705"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-9163222868360869296?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/9163222868360869296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=9163222868360869296' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/9163222868360869296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/9163222868360869296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/03/moonstone-wilkie-collins-jackies-review.html' title='The Moonstone - Wilkie Collins (Jackie&apos;s Review)'/><author><name>Jackie Bailey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-uakwU1awaCQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/JsjH6z_YxpM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWxNQ2Ih3Z8/SaxQRpnxukI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ThMdc5tlVLg/s72-c/51p4-bBxQsL__SL160_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-dp,TopRight,12,-18_SH30_OU02_AA115_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-3533455364775111</id><published>2009-03-02T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T13:27:36.334-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackie'/><title type='text'>Three Men in a Boat - Jerome K Jerome (Jackie's Review)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWxNQ2Ih3Z8/SaxO5wLk0bI/AAAAAAAAAFk/9v1pxxIDYLk/s1600-h/21wXZm-aeSL._SL160_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308704814855934386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 104px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWxNQ2Ih3Z8/SaxO5wLk0bI/AAAAAAAAAFk/9v1pxxIDYLk/s320/21wXZm-aeSL._SL160_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Men in a Boat is a light read, about a journey along the River Thames during Victorian times. It is full of humor, but most of the time I found myself smiling at them, rather than with them, as the puns are just too obvious:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then we discussed the food question. George said:&lt;br /&gt;‘Begin with breakfast.’ (George is so practical.) ‘Now for breakfast we shall want a frying pan’ - Harris said it was indigestible; but we merely urged him not to be an ass, and George went on - ‘a teapot and a kettle, and a methylated spirit stove.’&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live just two miles from the River Thames, and know it very well. I loved learning about what it was like over a hundred years ago. It was really nice to see places I visit regularly described in the book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You pass Oatlands Park on the right bank here. It is a famous old place. Henry VIII stole it from someone or other, I forget whom now, and lived in it. There is a grotto in the park which you can see for a fee, and is supposed to be very wonderful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have taken my boys to play in Oatlands Park many times, and have never seen a grotto, so I looked it up on the Internet. I was amazed to find out how beautiful it was. There’s a photo &lt;a href="http://www.elmbridgemuseum.org.uk/e-museum/?Document=200.010.030&amp;amp;image=408"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Unfortunately it was dynamited in 1948, as people were trespassing on it, and the owners thought this was unsafe. I can’t believe such a special place has been destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many other places I recognised were described, and I recommend this book to anyone who knows the Thames well. I can’t see much attraction to other people, as it is just a bit silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWxNQ2Ih3Z8/SaxOqijC9jI/AAAAAAAAAFc/cRnTkgbjWpI/s1600-h/stars3h.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308704553498244658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 56px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 13px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWxNQ2Ih3Z8/SaxOqijC9jI/AAAAAAAAAFc/cRnTkgbjWpI/s320/stars3h.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally reviewed &lt;a href="http://www.farmlanebooks.co.uk/?p=768"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-3533455364775111?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/3533455364775111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=3533455364775111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/3533455364775111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/3533455364775111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/03/three-men-in-boat-jerome-k-jerome.html' title='Three Men in a Boat - Jerome K Jerome (Jackie&apos;s Review)'/><author><name>Jackie Bailey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-uakwU1awaCQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/JsjH6z_YxpM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wWxNQ2Ih3Z8/SaxO5wLk0bI/AAAAAAAAAFk/9v1pxxIDYLk/s72-c/21wXZm-aeSL._SL160_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-3872626538471794021</id><published>2009-03-01T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T21:10:16.084-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laurie'/><title type='text'>Lark Rise to Candleford by Flora Thompson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-w5evqnnsc/Satp2gXjlhI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Y7uSDbFcL_U/s1600-h/a8053d366540d9420c6f8e592e6a9126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308452970908849682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-w5evqnnsc/Satp2gXjlhI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Y7uSDbFcL_U/s320/a8053d366540d9420c6f8e592e6a9126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Written in the 1940s, this semi-fictional account of the Oxfordshire villages Lark Rise and Candleford looks back at the 1880s, a time of transition in the English countryside. Work, social relationships, home life, schooling- all of these things changed in the last years of the 19th c. Thompson examines these changes through the story of Laura, a girl who comes of age in the 1880s and 90s. But truly, in this work Laura's story takes a back seat to description. Thompson is clearly using this book to capture a lost world, and the book includes whole chapters describing the countryside and the traditions of its people. The writing is almost anthropological. While the description is interesting, and it is a very easy read, I found myself longing for more plot, more discussion of what happened to Laura. I also found that the book seemed to romanticize what must have been, by all accounts, grinding poverty. That said, the descriptions Thompson offers are engaging and vibrant, and the book is a quick, and dare I say, relaxing, read. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flora Thompson, &lt;em&gt;Lark Rise to Candleford&lt;/em&gt; (Crown, 1984) ISBN: 0140074546&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-3872626538471794021?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/3872626538471794021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=3872626538471794021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/3872626538471794021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/3872626538471794021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/03/written-in-1940s-this-semi-fictional.html' title='Lark Rise to Candleford by Flora Thompson'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09997422474037368373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-w5evqnnsc/SLmWZy2gTWI/AAAAAAAAAFI/SrXIEajwgtI/S220/avatar.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-w5evqnnsc/Satp2gXjlhI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Y7uSDbFcL_U/s72-c/a8053d366540d9420c6f8e592e6a9126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-6655231059941309309</id><published>2009-03-01T15:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T15:28:46.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rose of Sebastopol - Katherine McMahon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I’m going to say upfront that I was more than a little disappointed by ‘The Rose of Sebastopol’ by Katherine McMahon. When I began the book it was enjoyable, if a little tiresome in places (as I mentioned earlier there are tons of heavy handed allusions to what Rosa hopes to get from her relationship with Mariella). In the later stages the book became rather frustrating, so I burnt through the last hundred pages because I wanted the book to be over. It’s not all bad, but it was often uninspired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mariella lives a happy, ineffectual life with her parents, waiting for family friend, and celebrated surgeon Henry to propose. Then her distant uncle dies, throwing her aunt and cousin onto the charity of her parents. Mariella’s world is broadened by her cousin Rosa, who is consumed with attempting to get an education and do something to help the world. When the opportunity arises for Rosa to help the troops by nursing in the Crimea she leaves. Henry also leaves to tend to the troops but falls sick, meaning that Mariella must journey to him. On arriving she finds a changed man, consumed with finding Rosa who has recently gone missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My edition of The Rose of Sebastopol by Katherine McMahon came with questions for reading groups, helpfully supplied by the Richard and Judy consortium. I’m going to use a selection of them to flesh in the rest of my review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How traditional a romantic tale is The Rose of Sebastopol?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s pretty traditional, but there are some areas where it breaks from traditional romance. There’s the first romantic hero, Henry who seems like a good bet but in the end turns out to be a cad. However he’s also the quiet lad from Mariella’s childhood and in a traditional romantic tale that sort of character often turns out to be the undiscovered love. Mariella has already decided that she loves him in early childhood so it’s a pretty safe bet that that will not work out. Henry is also a ‘cold fish’ when it comes to Mariella, and expects her to remain the same as he has always know her. Any kind of repression around the future missus generally means caddish behaviour will follow in traditional romances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there’s the dashing secondary hero, Max who is the traditional rash, intense soldier character. But the dashing young captain always adds to the romantic excitement so I was happy to see him take a bigger part towards the end of the book. He is of course, a man of action. Henry may be a surgeon, so he’s not quite the traditional dreary, paper bureaucrat readers know will get the boot, but he’s still not in the same league as a soldier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mariella is the good little virgin, inexperienced in the ways of the world. Quite in keeping with the historical times, and also quite traditional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously having a lesbian character like Rosa breaks with old romantic traditions (depending on what books you read) but the way the author just drops clanging hints to her sexuality into the story, instead of dragging her feelings into the open is typical of some older style romances. We can also compare her attitude to Mariella, to Henry’s attitude: both want her to remain ‘a constant’, both like to be a little patronising, both like to control her a little. Is Rosa the lesbian version of the unsuitable male suitor, presented in the book?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;‘The result of this behaviour was that all eyes were upon her.’ Is this Rosa’s intention in life, or just a by-product of her transparency?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned before that in my opinion Rosa seems to ‘cry prettily’ and always get her way. Her behaviour often seems suspect, and I came to find her quite a controlling character. However I don’t think it is her intention to have all eyes on her, it is just the fact that she feels and embraces life to an extent that other people in society do not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again it’s hard to get a grip on Rosa. The only information we have about her is provided by Mariella, who is clearly blind when it comes to even the basics about her cousin. So, despite all the details we’re given about her life, and her personality, we never see beneath the surface or discover her true motives. That is why I think the book began to drag, for me, because it clearly wanted to be a book that examines character in depth, but it never penetrates Rosa’s character because all the information comes from unknowing, second hand sources. Perhaps the author is going for an air of unsolveable mystery, all that how much can we ever really know a person stuff, but I found it frustrating to be given a character so full of promise, but then to never be allowed to engage with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;‘What an odd, turbulent period of history we live in, a clash of conflicting ambitions, great and small.’ How well does The Rose of Sebastopol portray the 1850s?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how well the novel portrays this time; I did not study the Victorians or the Crimean war. I do think the book provided an interesting alternative view of the medical set up to that shown in ‘The Great Stink’, but without further reading I couldn’t say which book had the more accurate depiction. I did enjoy the descriptions of the locations Mariella travelled to, they were vivid and drew me in. The development of the different settings and Mariella’s reactions to them was probably my favourite element of the book. It made me want to read No Place for Ladies right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIG SPOILERS COMING UP NOW!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Rose of Sebastopol deals with desire in many forms – some of them secret and forbidden. How far do you see Rosa as a doomed heroine from the beginning?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A really annoying feature of the book was the constant hinting at an extra layer to the relationship between the young women. So many chapters ended with breathy, enigmatic hints at the clearly obvious, if forbidden, love that I think I actually started sighing audibly. How many times have I mentioned that already? It did bother me a lot, I needed maybe two hints to know that there was going to be a lesbian plotline, and after that I would have just assumed it and waited for it to develop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that a modern novelist hadn’t felt the need to kill off the inconvenient character, just to simplify the romantic ending. It’s to be expected from novelists writing in the Victorian era who would have been able to see no other future for a character like Rosa, once Mariella decides on Max, and who liked to kill of inconvenient females in general (Dickens I’m looking at you). I would have expected more from a modern novelist. It’s true that Rosa and Mariella could never openly have been a couple (in the context of the book, and the context of the historical period) but it seemed like a girl with as much drive as Rosa would have been able to forge a different version of the happy ending. So, yes she’s a doomed heroine as soon as the author decided on dooming her I suppouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How satisfied were you with the ending of The Rose of Sebastopol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not satisfied at all, not one bit. The entire book is focused on finding Rosa, all action is driven by this search, then at the end she’s found dead and the book abruptly cuts out. Mariella falls for Max but throughout the early parts of the book there’s definite evidence that she reciprocates Rosa’s feelings, or has sexual curiosity about women. Is it just Rosa she feels this way about, or is she interested in women as well as men?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry’s crazy mania for Rosa, which is the author’s way of freeing up Mariella for Max, seems to come form nowhere. His obsession is never explained, even in his own illogical terms and what happens to him after she dies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I wanted the full story on Nora, as she had clearly had a tragic life, worthy of a plot line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I promise, what is the point of the plotline about the sexually abusive uncle? Is it meant to be important in understanding the girl’s characters, or was it just thrown in there as an extra? It’s never dealt with properly, and if it’s meant to be another surprising twist it doesn’t work, as it’s also signalled heavily throughout the book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-6655231059941309309?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/6655231059941309309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=6655231059941309309' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/6655231059941309309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/6655231059941309309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/03/rose-of-sebastopol-katherine-mcmahon.html' title='The Rose of Sebastopol - Katherine McMahon'/><author><name>Jodie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-3951470969360717120</id><published>2009-02-28T19:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T19:10:20.778-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cynthia'/><title type='text'>The Hound of the Baskervilles by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle</title><content type='html'>Alright, I have read 4 books so far. Only 2 more to go!! I think I am going to change from my original list. I am replacing North and South for Cranford. (Both Mrs. Gaskell) But on to The Hounds...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8m-tPrSuWfk/San71SnaNsI/AAAAAAAACiU/XvIOkSaIctA/s1600-h/hound.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308050528781612738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8m-tPrSuWfk/San71SnaNsI/AAAAAAAACiU/XvIOkSaIctA/s400/hound.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The people living on the moor are terrified of a ghost hound that is being seen at night. It is running alongside a ghotly carriage. They both glow in the dark, and now people are dying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holmes will get to the bottom of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;Another exciting Holmes mystery. I actually read it before I read&lt;a href="http://cynthia-bookjunkie.blogspot.com/2009/02/sherlock-in-love.html"&gt; Sherlock In Love &lt;/a&gt;because I wanted them to be chronological.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun to revisit this story especially after having read The Moor last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the style of writing and the suspense. Conan Doyle exploits with the paranormal are legendary and I enjoy how they just get hinted at in this story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The topography and the people of the moor area are fascinating. And a little creepy.&lt;br /&gt;Definitely worth reading. Again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-3951470969360717120?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/3951470969360717120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=3951470969360717120' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/3951470969360717120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/3951470969360717120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/02/hound-of-baskervilles-by-sir-arthur.html' title='The Hound of the Baskervilles by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603469382689054493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vCoaW9A3zk4/TZAW0rT6GwI/AAAAAAAAC2A/QG2qwYxVln8/s220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8m-tPrSuWfk/San71SnaNsI/AAAAAAAACiU/XvIOkSaIctA/s72-c/hound.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-7240101581958131966</id><published>2009-02-27T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T20:19:43.290-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cynthia'/><title type='text'>Sherlock In Love</title><content type='html'>I couldn't resist ordering this one through an ILL at the library after reading the Review here. I was not disappointed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt so fresh and new, even though it was the same Sherlock and Dr. Watson we all know and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story weaves through several of Conan Doyle's stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mystery keeps you very drawn in. I was completely shocked at the ending. It was a sweet and satisfying shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tender side of Holmes and Watson are not sticky sweet and are totally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;believable&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two thumbs up!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-7240101581958131966?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/7240101581958131966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=7240101581958131966' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/7240101581958131966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/7240101581958131966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/02/sherlock-in-love.html' title='Sherlock In Love'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603469382689054493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vCoaW9A3zk4/TZAW0rT6GwI/AAAAAAAAC2A/QG2qwYxVln8/s220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-5385012808954879933</id><published>2009-02-27T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T20:05:41.988-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cynthia'/><title type='text'>The Importance of Being Ernest by Oscar Wilde</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8m-tPrSuWfk/Sai36OwGAFI/AAAAAAAACiM/5k_5tF8lH0Q/s1600-h/ernest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307694371876241490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8m-tPrSuWfk/Sai36OwGAFI/AAAAAAAACiM/5k_5tF8lH0Q/s400/ernest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This book is so funny. I laugh out loud when I read it. And then want to follow whoever is in the room with me and read them selections that I am finding particularly amusing at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;I believe my family dreads it when they see me reading it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is such a gem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Ernest's. No wait, NO ERNEST'S! An ailing friend in the country. A troublesome brother in town. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A baby in a bag left at the railway station?&lt;br /&gt;And when the baby is finally found, 30 odd years later it is the return of the bag that is most celebrated.&lt;br /&gt;I love that part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really give you a review, just go and read it. It is short and sweet, just three acts, I think. You will not be dissapointed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-5385012808954879933?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/5385012808954879933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=5385012808954879933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/5385012808954879933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/5385012808954879933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/02/importance-of-being-ernest-by-oscar.html' title='The Importance of Being Ernest by Oscar Wilde'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603469382689054493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vCoaW9A3zk4/TZAW0rT6GwI/AAAAAAAAC2A/QG2qwYxVln8/s220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8m-tPrSuWfk/Sai36OwGAFI/AAAAAAAACiM/5k_5tF8lH0Q/s72-c/ernest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-6591073326154846744</id><published>2009-02-27T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T19:45:45.542-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cynthia'/><title type='text'>The Moonstone by Wilkie Collins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8m-tPrSuWfk/SaizWeuh9bI/AAAAAAAACh8/8cNef6sFYME/s1600-h/moonstone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307689359642850738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8m-tPrSuWfk/SaizWeuh9bI/AAAAAAAACh8/8cNef6sFYME/s400/moonstone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't have enough good to say about this book. It had me hooked from the beginning. It is the tale of a missing Indian diamond- the Moonstone. The tale is unfolded with a certain calm urgency, if that makes any sense. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is set in England in the 1840's and was written by Wilkie Collins. He was a friend and sometimes rival of Charles Dickens. The original edition of the Moonstone was as a serial in Charles Dickens weekly magazine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several of the key players write a narrative of what they saw on the days preceding the disappearance, the actual incident and then the activities of the following year. This allows you to see totally different and sometimes contradictory sides of the story.&lt;br /&gt;It is satirical, thoughtful, suspenseful, and romantic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are even some loose ends that are left dangling, just a little tease mind you, but enough that I will lay in bed many a night pondering them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two big thumbs up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-6591073326154846744?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/6591073326154846744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=6591073326154846744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/6591073326154846744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/6591073326154846744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/02/moonstone-by-wilkie-collins.html' title='The Moonstone by Wilkie Collins'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603469382689054493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vCoaW9A3zk4/TZAW0rT6GwI/AAAAAAAAC2A/QG2qwYxVln8/s220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8m-tPrSuWfk/SaizWeuh9bI/AAAAAAAACh8/8cNef6sFYME/s72-c/moonstone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-3919824069796236937</id><published>2009-02-27T16:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T16:58:00.371-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ruth'/><title type='text'>Review: Drood by Dan Simmons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: left;" 5px=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0316007021?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=101361-20&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=390957&amp;amp;creativeASIN=0316007021"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3294/3053467024_ff57684d70_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=101361-20&amp;amp;l=as2&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=0316007021" alt="" style="border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" border="0" width="1" height="1" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Opening &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Drood&lt;/span&gt; by Dan Simmons is like stepping into a time machine.  I could almost feel the cobblestones of London’s back alleys beneath my feet and smell the overpowering stench of raw sewage draining into the Thames.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In June of 1865, world-famous author Charles Dickens and his mistress were among the few survivors of a horrific train crash.  Simmons manages to weave this real-life event into a compelling and terrifying tale of murder, jealousy, ancient Egyptian magic and mesmerism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Drood&lt;/span&gt; is narrated by Dickens’ fellow author, friend and sometimes rival Wilkie Collins.  A laudanum addict, Collins is an unreliable narrator at best.  Three days after the accident at Staplehurst, Dickens relates the harrowing experience to Collins.  At the center of his tale is a mysterious man named Drood; a disfigured, wraith-like creature who seemed to float back and forth amongst the dead and dying victims of the crash.  Was he rendering assistance to these unfortunate souls or hastening their departure from this mortal coil?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dickens becomes obsessed with finding Drood, and this search will lead him and Collins into a labyrinthine world hidden below London's poorest districts. The horrors that await them there will change both of the authors – and their friendship – forever.  Collins begins to wonder if Dickens has simply gone mad from the trauma he endured at Staplehurst or if he has fallen under the mesmeric influence of Drood, a man rumored to have killed over 300 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victorian London is masterfully depicted; the sights, sounds and even smells seem to come alive and add a rich sense of atmosphere to this dark story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first 100 pages of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Drood&lt;/span&gt; were slow-going for me, but they established a framework that was essential and very rewarding later in the book.  I never knew what to expect with this story, and the shocking ending left me re-evaluating virtually every conclusion I'd come to over the length of the book.  While it's still very early in 2009, I can certainly see &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Drood&lt;/span&gt; as one of my favorite reads of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating:&lt;/span&gt; 9/10.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-3919824069796236937?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/3919824069796236937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=3919824069796236937' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/3919824069796236937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/3919824069796236937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/02/review-drood-by-dan-simmons.html' title='Review: Drood by Dan Simmons'/><author><name>Ruth King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06863703037623512619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c61EKQHoFi8/S3WnUPDOMcI/AAAAAAAAAVk/92-kll-J5K8/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-2583613983998280956</id><published>2009-02-27T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T07:14:02.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unfinished Review: Portrait of a Lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lo39U0fZcqM/SaBoXHx2MGI/AAAAAAAAAy8/wDUn_awBgQI/s1600-h/portrait.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305355107476844642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 83px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lo39U0fZcqM/SaBoXHx2MGI/AAAAAAAAAy8/wDUn_awBgQI/s400/portrait.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Author: Henry James&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Genre: Fiction, Classic, Victorian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From &lt;a href="http://us.penguingroup.com/nf/Book/BookDisplay/0,,0_9780141439631,00.html"&gt;Penguin Group:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Henry James' magnificent heroine, a "young woman affronting her destiny"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Isabel Archer, a beautiful, spirited American, is brought to Europe by her wealthy Aunt Touchett, it is expected that she will soon marry. But Isabel, resolved to determine her own fate, does not hesitate to turn down two eligible suitors. She then finds herself irresistibly drawn to Gilbert Osmond, who, beneath his veneer of charm and cultivation, is cruelty itself. A story of intense poignancy, Isabel's tale of love and betrayal still resonates with modern audiences.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Thoughts:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the third time I tried to read this book. I did get farther this time around...pg. 113 of 544 total. I just could not get into it. My mind was wandering as I read the pages. I understand the writing style was to have a long single paragraphs, sometimes almost one per page, but visually, I need to see shorter paragraphs or breaks in my reading. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The character development took too long for me. I also had to think constantly while I was reading, and re-reading lines to make sure I understood what was being written. In, short, It was too much work for my mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read to escape daily life and for entertainment purposes. With this book, I felt like I had to work to finish one page, therefore I could not go on any further. I have a rule: If by 50 pages I am not interested in the book, I set it aside for something else. It may be a little more than 50 for some books, it depends, but generally it's about 50 pages. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This also occurred for me when I tried James' other masterpiece &lt;a href="http://us.penguingroup.com/nf/Book/BookDisplay/0,,9780141439907,00.html?The_Turn_of_the_Screw_and_The_Aspern_Papers_Henry_James"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Turn of the Screw&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; Again, couldn't finish it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure James is a great author, unfortunately he is just not for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This book was originally part of my Victorian Challenge, so I will replace it with something else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-2583613983998280956?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/2583613983998280956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=2583613983998280956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/2583613983998280956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/2583613983998280956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/02/unfinished-review-portrait-of-lady.html' title='Unfinished Review: Portrait of a Lady'/><author><name>Jenny Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04077659644092707107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lo39U0fZcqM/SVagby3kE5I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/lyJuIGGhOLc/S220/girl+reading.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lo39U0fZcqM/SaBoXHx2MGI/AAAAAAAAAy8/wDUn_awBgQI/s72-c/portrait.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-8111024187033031102</id><published>2009-02-17T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T07:23:49.785-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Daniel Deronda" - Further Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t9Vblzd0BtA/SZrWftND1JI/AAAAAAAAANU/X93-AMKJKsc/s1600-h/george_eliot_2_400w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303787351380841618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t9Vblzd0BtA/SZrWftND1JI/AAAAAAAAANU/X93-AMKJKsc/s320/george_eliot_2_400w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to post some further thoughts on “Daniel Deronda,” but in fairness want to note that some of what follows reveals some of the plot so &lt;strong&gt;the reader is warned&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of his introduction to the Oxford World Classic edition, Graham Handley writes about Grandcourt’s final effort to humiliate Gwendolyn. Gwendolyn married Grandcourt for financial reasons, knowing full well that Grandcourt had fathered children by a Mrs. Dasher, who he had refused to marry. In his will, made after his marriage, Grandcourt declares that if Gwendolyn does not “provide” him with a male heir that the bulk of his estate goes to his son by Mrs. Dasher. Gwendolyn receives only the use of the undesirable house where the Dasher family is exiled and 2000 pounds per year. Gwendolyn’s family and other supporters are greatly disturbed by this poor treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gwendolyn herself knew of the provision for the Dashers, but was probably not aware of what was left to her. But to everyone’s surprise the only question for her is to accept anything at all from Grandcourt. This is not the first time Eliot’s work where a female character has to make a choice involving money and love. I am thinking particularly of situations in “Middlemarch” and “Felix Holt: The Radical.” In those cases if the character chooses love, she loses the money or at least a significant amount of money. Here Gwendolyn first chose money over love (or at least some future possibility of love), but in the end values her integrity more than money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As anyone who reads nineteenth century literature knows, these were not easy decisions. Middle class women without independent means had few acceptable means of earning a living. The most traditional being the unenviable lot of a governess which is, in fact, the choice Gwendolyn spurns to marry Grandcourt in the first place. A consistent thread throughout Eliot’s writing is that women should listen to their conscience, not financial need, in making such decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is especially interesting to me since in the Clarendon edition of “Adam Bede,” Eliot is quoted to the effect that her primary audience is young men. That certainly was a major theme of “Adam Bede,” which was her first novel, but it also continues throughout her work. It is certainly fair to say that the experiences of the young men in “Daniel Deronda” are also intended to speak to that audience. Although I did not enjoy this novel any where near as much as her other work, Eliot still something important to say, both for her time and for ours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-8111024187033031102?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/8111024187033031102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=8111024187033031102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/8111024187033031102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/8111024187033031102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/02/daniel-deronda-further-thoughts.html' title='&quot;Daniel Deronda&quot; - Further Thoughts'/><author><name>John Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339803248832518914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t9Vblzd0BtA/SNwGo0_Ks2I/AAAAAAAAABY/UJy8nkT4DHE/S220/Fenway+Shot.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t9Vblzd0BtA/SZrWftND1JI/AAAAAAAAANU/X93-AMKJKsc/s72-c/george_eliot_2_400w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-5669030501098075277</id><published>2009-02-15T16:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T15:31:26.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daniel Deronda</title><content type='html'>I finished "Daniel Deronda" last night, the first of the three novels that are my part of the Victorian challenge. When I posted last month after reading only a portion of the book I anticipated that I was going to greatly enjoy it. I don't typically take such a position after reading only part of a book, but having read all of George Eliot's novels (other than "Romola") and enjoyed them I thought this would be no exception - especially after liking the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately I have to say that on completion I did not enjoy this, the last of her novels and the only one set in the Victorian era. In reading the introduction (after reading the book) I noticed that of the main characters Gwendolyn is usually praised while Deronda, Mirah and Mordercai &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t9Vblzd0BtA/SZiwJxjHwhI/AAAAAAAAANE/9a-vfFJgkmM/s1600-h/deronda_left01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303182243194716690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t9Vblzd0BtA/SZiwJxjHwhI/AAAAAAAAANE/9a-vfFJgkmM/s320/deronda_left01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;typically produce a negative reaction. That is pretty much how I felt about it. Gwendolyn is the spoiled young girl, who marries out of financial need, thinking she can manage her husband, finds out otherwise and suffers greatly. Eliot gives a very complete picture of her suffering and her wishes and efforts to redeem her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The means of her redemption is the guidance of the title character Daniel Deronda. Deronda is certainly a good person, but I found it hard to understand how someone who is also so young can be such a fount of wisdom and guidance, not just for Gwendolyn, but for other characters. One of these is Mirah, a young Jewish woman who Deronda rescues and befriends. I found Mirah to be a little bit full of herself, but she pales in comparison to her brother Mordercai or Ezra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezra's cause in life is the Jewish people or more specifically the creation of a Jewish state like today's Israel. That's a noble calling, but to me Mordercai was so full of himself that he was incredibly tedious. At the end of the book when Mordercai and Mirah are visited by their evil doing father, Mordercai tells his sister that "our lot is the lot of Israel." In all his reflection on his religion, he might have been well advised to consider the dangers of a messianic complex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike Eliot's other novels about England, this one takes place in the Victorian era - in the 1860's. There was also for me another significant difference - Eliot's other novels are stories of people and place - that is while the characters move around they are from one place and the story is about their lives in that place. "Daniel Deronda" on the other hand is more a story of people - they move around quite bit both in England and in Europe so they lack grounding or roots. To me it weakened the novel. There also seemed to me to be an excessive level of co-incidence in the novel - Deronda and Gwendolyn co-incidentally being in Genoa at the crucial moment, Deronda accidentally running into his grandfather's best friend in Germany - again too much for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading the introduction after reading the book showed me some things I might have missed so I plan to read some more criticism of the novel as well as about Eliot's other works. She is still one of my favorite writers and one novel I didn't care for isn't going to change that opinion. Now it is on to "Mary Barton," my first experience with Elizabeth Gaskell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-5669030501098075277?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/5669030501098075277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=5669030501098075277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/5669030501098075277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/5669030501098075277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/02/daniel-deronda.html' title='Daniel Deronda'/><author><name>John Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339803248832518914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t9Vblzd0BtA/SNwGo0_Ks2I/AAAAAAAAABY/UJy8nkT4DHE/S220/Fenway+Shot.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t9Vblzd0BtA/SZiwJxjHwhI/AAAAAAAAANE/9a-vfFJgkmM/s72-c/deronda_left01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-6957741577873561211</id><published>2009-02-10T05:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T05:41:17.045-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coversgirl'/><title type='text'>Book Review: Barchester Towers by Anthony Trollope</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT face="georgia" size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0140432035?ie=UTF8&amp;tag=betwthecove-20&amp;linkCode=as2&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;creativeASIN=0140432035"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 126px; height: 209px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctl92JR6lgA/SZGDqt1wNwI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/wblakr1H4Sw/s320/barchester.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301163006274582274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=betwthecove-20&amp;l=as2&amp;o=1&amp;a=0140432035" width="1" height="1" border="0" alt="" style="border:none !important; margin:0px !important;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the Bishop of Barchester dies, the preferment goes not to his son, Archdeacon Grantly, but an outsider. Or rather, two outsiders, for the new Bishop Proudie’s wife does all she can to rule her husband and, through him, the diocese. The Low Church sensibilities of the Proudies and their evangelical chaplain, Mr Slope, do not sit well with the archdeacon, who with great celerity* moves to ensure that things change as little as possible. His first act is to try to get his father-in-law, Mr Harding, reinstated as warden of Hiram’s Hospital. Mrs Proudie has other ideas – she wants the bishop to give the post to Mr Quiverful. Mr Slope vacillates between the two options, leaning toward whichever will best ensure his worldly success – and as Mr Harding has a widowed daughter with twelve hundred a year, there’s a lot of success up for grabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eleanor Bold and her income have also been noticed by Charlotte Stanhope, eldest daughter of a churchman summarily recalled from a long absence in Italy by the new bishop. Dr Stanhope has neglected his duties to the extent of letting his children think and act as freely as they please, with results that scandalise Barchester. Charlotte’s sister Madeline is a cripple whose still-living husband doesn’t stop her setting out to enthral everything in trousers, and their brother Bertie has failed to settle to any profession beyond that of spending his father’s money. Certain that Bertie will never prosper on his own, Charlotte decides that a rich marriage is just the thing, and sets out to make it happen. She never dreams that anyone so plainly enamoured of Madeline as is Mr Slope might have such schemes himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archdeacon Grantly suspects just that, and furthermore interprets Eleanor’s common civility to Mr Slope as encouragement. Soon a wedding is viewed as only a matter of time, and not even securing a vacant living for Mr Arabin, a firm adherent to the archdeacon’s principles, can compensate for such a dire prospect. Mr Arabin, after meeting Eleanor, is no happier at the thought. And few people other than Mr Slope are pleased when the dean also dies, and the bishop’s chaplain is suggested as a replacement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Barchester Towers&lt;/I&gt; is the second of the Barsetshire novels, and takes place five years after &lt;I&gt;The Warden&lt;/I&gt;, the events of which are recapped at the start. Church squabbles might not sound the most interesting of subjects for a novel, and I’ll admit it had its tedious moments, as things ecclesiastical were recounted and philosophised upon. The greater part of the book more than compensated, and contained some hilarious moments. The image of Bertie Stanhope breezily attempting to free a furious Mrs Proudie’s skirts from the castors of the sofa he had just sent hurtling across the floor is one I will not soon forget. (Aside: I recall reading somewhere that a fellow club member once mentioned his dislike of one of Trollope’s characters, to which Trollope replied that he would go home and kill her off immediately. Was that Mrs Proudie?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The characters can be hard to truly like, but they are a lot of fun to read about. The bishop is a henpecked doormat and his wife and chaplain odious, but it’s great entertainment to see said wife and chaplain vying for supremacy over each other (and the bishop). I always found myself hoping for the victory of whichever one was currently on the page and plotting. The Stanhopes are wonderfully eccentric in their disparate ways, and each manages to do something good by the end, but I was still glad to see the last of them. By comparison the forces upholding the status quo (the good guys, if you will) are less interesting than the disruptive elements they combat. The exception is my favourite of the lot, Miss Thorne, the local squire’s sister who thinks there is little worthwhile in the world that isn’t at least a few centuries old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a love story worked in amongst the scheming, and while I was pleased to see a happy ending for Eleanor she’s not exactly my favourite heroine. A nice girl, a good daughter, a devoted mother and doubtless now a good wife, but there’s little more to her than that. And no, there is not a spoiler in this paragraph. Trollope has an odd habit of announcing certain plot developments far in advance which somehow failed to mar my enjoyment of the book. It takes good writing to pull that off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Rating:&lt;/B&gt; A-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Celerity: the current &lt;A HREF="http://coversgirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/word-of-week-2.html"&gt;Word of the Week&lt;/A&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also posted &lt;A HREF="http://coversgirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/book-review-barchester-towers-by.html"&gt;on my main blog&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-6957741577873561211?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/6957741577873561211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=6957741577873561211' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/6957741577873561211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/6957741577873561211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/02/book-review-barchester-towers-by.html' title='Book Review: &lt;I&gt;Barchester Towers&lt;/I&gt; by Anthony Trollope'/><author><name>Amat Libris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01343725194203848055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ctl92JR6lgA/TCs9jVStEdI/AAAAAAAABE8/E-eCvd33GJE/S220/profileGa2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ctl92JR6lgA/SZGDqt1wNwI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/wblakr1H4Sw/s72-c/barchester.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-5206730578836573920</id><published>2009-02-07T09:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T09:25:24.585-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kristen'/><title type='text'>Review: Fingersmith by Sarah Waters</title><content type='html'>I've been sitting and stewing about this review for several weeks now because I have had a hard time deciding how to review a book that has so many plot twists that it resembles nothign so much as a DNA double helix.  Obviously plot summary of any length would ruin the reading experience for the three people in the world yet to read this fascinating story of two Victorian era women who prove that appearances and even perceptions can be completely deceiving.  I'm sure some other reviewer before me has labelled this a tour de force and it really is so I'll just echo their rather trite sentiment.  I was happily accepting of the story that our first narrator, Sue, an abandonned child whose mother was hanged for thieving and who was subsequently raised and protected from the more sordid aspects of her situation by a loose gang of petty criminals, tells us.  But this is a Rashomon of novels and nothing is as it seems, with each narrator building on previous accounts, and in some cases completely and totally turning what the reader knows to be true on its head.  This could have been disconcerting except that Waters handles it well and never makes the reader think that she has thrown a twist in out of the blue.  We are as surprised as some of the characters as they find out the truth of their lives and who they are, different in so many ways from their original perceptions of themselves.  I wouldn't call this a thriller but it is definitely suspenseful, if only because you can't wait to see what's around the next bend or laying in wait for you on the next page.  This will keep you up at night, racing to finish and find out all of it, even if you are generally an early to bed person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-5206730578836573920?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/5206730578836573920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=5206730578836573920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/5206730578836573920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/5206730578836573920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/02/review-fingersmith-by-sarah-waters.html' title='Review: Fingersmith by Sarah Waters'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07651401312450990123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RkkrVJoquw0/SESqs9dXayI/AAAAAAAAAAo/d6S-DW0KHKs/S220/DSC_0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-2465437052987386933</id><published>2009-02-03T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T12:42:25.307-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retroredux'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ann granger'/><title type='text'>The Companion by Ann Granger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYFJOM1ypiA/SYigusaaDAI/AAAAAAAAAHY/c8gfYoeByXw/s1600-h/companion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYFJOM1ypiA/SYigusaaDAI/AAAAAAAAAHY/c8gfYoeByXw/s320/companion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298661685657734146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Companion&lt;br /&gt;Ann Granger&lt;br /&gt;320 pages&lt;br /&gt;rating 4 stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Amazon Review:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Synopsis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“In the corners of the room the shadows cast velvety veils. It would not be too difficult to imagine someone stood there and watched. I thought of Madeleine Hexham.... I glanced around me. It was likely that I'd been given my predecessor's room and that it was here she had planned her flight into the arms of her mysterious lover.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Lizzie Martin arrives in London in 1864 to become a lady’s companion, her first impressions are disturbing. She’s barely out of the station when her cab encounters a wagon carrying the remains of a young woman recently dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At her new home, Lizzie learns that her predecessor, Madeleine Hexham, disappeared without a word of warning. Despite rumors of immoral behavior surrounding the girl’s departure, Lizzie is soon persuaded that there’s a deeper mystery here. Her suspicions are tragically confirmed when Inspector Benjamin Ross delivers shocking tidings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lizzie is determined to unravel the truth about the lost Miss Hexham. As, too, is Ben Ross: a man who cares about justice, whatever the class of victim. But they must tread carefully, as a cornered killer is the most dangerous of all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Review:&lt;br /&gt;The companion was a well written, accurate and intriguing historical mystery. Set in Victorian England, the story is told through Lizzie Martin, a country doctor's daughter, left penniless by his death, and Benjamin Ross, a young Scotland yard detective who is tied to Lizzie through a past association. Lizzie must now be a Lady's companion, after living her entire life of more affluent means, and has problems with not speaking her mind, much to Lady Parry's dismay. Lizzie and Benjamin are both calm, thoughtful and resourceful characters. The mystery was a good one, and solved very much as a crime would have been solved in that time period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mystery surrounding the former companion points out the moral judgements and flaws of the times-that more condemnation is placed on the female victim than her cold hearted murderer, just because she was naive and trusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good solid Victorian mystery-4 stars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-2465437052987386933?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/2465437052987386933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=2465437052987386933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/2465437052987386933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/2465437052987386933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/02/companion-by-ann-granger.html' title='The Companion by Ann Granger'/><author><name>retroredux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYFJOM1ypiA/S_FEOD23B6I/AAAAAAAAAeI/K1gsLNrKWGA/S220/95_lizzyread.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYFJOM1ypiA/SYigusaaDAI/AAAAAAAAAHY/c8gfYoeByXw/s72-c/companion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-4035380447631475007</id><published>2009-02-02T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T18:07:42.141-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jayme'/><title type='text'>A Great and Terrible Beauty--A review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wtps.org/wths/imc/Reading/graphics/great.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 373px;" src="http://www.wtps.org/wths/imc/Reading/graphics/great.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All Gemma Doyle wants is to do is leave India and go to London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After experiencing a horrible vision and the suicide of her mother, Gemma is finally back in England, attending Spence School for Young Ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spence is trying to produce ladies of good breeding--French lessons, waltzing, manners. But Gemma can't keep the memories of her vision or her mother out of her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She befriends Felicity, Ann and Pippa, and with the three girls she begins to understand the visions and the powers connected with it. But secrets are everywhere as Gemma begins to unfold the life of her mother and a secret history of Spence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed this book. The style of writing, especially in the beginning, was a bit different, and I had to reread the first chapter in order to get a grasp on the writing style. However, once I got past that part I was hooked. I've placed the other two novels in the trilogy on hold at the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as much as I enjoyed the novels, they are missing a certain Victorian quality to them. The clothing and environment are Victorian, but the girls' attitudes and actions seem out of place. They are much more modern than Victorian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all in all, a quick and easy read. Would recommend for anyone who enjoys YA fiction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-4035380447631475007?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/4035380447631475007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=4035380447631475007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/4035380447631475007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/4035380447631475007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/02/great-and-terrible-beauty-review.html' title='A Great and Terrible Beauty--A review'/><author><name>Jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05223468905904512920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IVqCn1UF3wk/SegWZKgWbPI/AAAAAAAAArk/qwqcSswEWG8/S220/100_0956.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-6920074610090151648</id><published>2009-02-02T00:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T00:18:56.355-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laurie'/><title type='text'>The Clever Woman of the Family- by Charlotte Yonge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-w5evqnnsc/SYasNLvLcDI/AAAAAAAAANY/5inMvs7lzFc/s1600-h/1434650359.01._SY190_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 127px; height: 190px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-w5evqnnsc/SYasNLvLcDI/AAAAAAAAANY/5inMvs7lzFc/s320/1434650359.01._SY190_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298111354136916018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally published in 1865, this book has many of the elements of a classic Victorian novel. There's the long-suffering, nearly saintly invalid. There's a helpless widow, and there's a buffoonish curate. And most importantly, there's an independent-leaning woman whose spunk and desire for knowledge make her foolish. In Yonge's novel we enter the world of Rachel Curtis, the so-named "clever woman," who loves to read the latest tract on educational theory, and hopes some day to put them into practice for the benefit of local youth. But Rachel is also a provincial daughter, and there are few opportunities for an independent and knowledge-hungry woman in the provinces in 1865. Rachel disagrees strongly with women acting flighty and foolish for the benefit of suitors or the clergy. What Rachel values is substance, but she finds little of it in her provincial surroundings. Those around Rachel see her as arrogant and foolish. When Rachel is finally given the opportunity to put her theories into practice, the consequences are more devastating and far-reaching than anyone could have imagined. As I began this book I presumed it was a comedy of manners, but as I got deeper in, I discovered that the book is more than that. The themes are much darker, and consequences more surprising than that. Yonge has drawn some compelling characters in this novel, but there were parts of this story that fell flat. Rachel's mother is the fussiest of Victorian ladies, and we see just how limited that lives of Victorian women like Rachel were. Rachel's ultimate fate will likely not surprise most modern readers, but getting there takes twists and turns I certainly wasn't expecting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte M. Yonge, The Clever Woman of the Family (Penguin, orig. pub. 1865, 1986) ISBN: 014016149X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-6920074610090151648?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/6920074610090151648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=6920074610090151648' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/6920074610090151648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/6920074610090151648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/02/clever-woman-of-family-by-charlotte.html' title='The Clever Woman of the Family- by Charlotte Yonge'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09997422474037368373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c-w5evqnnsc/SLmWZy2gTWI/AAAAAAAAAFI/SrXIEajwgtI/S220/avatar.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c-w5evqnnsc/SYasNLvLcDI/AAAAAAAAANY/5inMvs7lzFc/s72-c/1434650359.01._SY190_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-4089898832491109203</id><published>2009-02-01T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T11:56:00.139-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackie'/><title type='text'>The Suspicions of Mr. Whicher - Kate Summerscale (Jackie's Review)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWxNQ2Ih3Z8/SYX97oj9HPI/AAAAAAAAAEc/iKoLmEvNq24/s1600-h/51wDzagD8gL._SL160_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 104px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWxNQ2Ih3Z8/SYX97oj9HPI/AAAAAAAAAEc/iKoLmEvNq24/s320/51wDzagD8gL._SL160_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297919737613589746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Suspicions of Mr. Whicher&lt;/em&gt; is the true account of a Victorian murder mystery, committed in an English country house. This murder became the basis of many classic books written during this time period, including the first English detective novel, &lt;em&gt;The Moonstone&lt;/em&gt;. It is meticulously researched, and full of interesting information, not just on the Road Hill House murder, but every day family life in the 1860s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The facts are laid out in the same order Mr. Whicher discovered them, so as well as being extremely informative, this book also acts as a murder mystery. The great thing about this murder is that it took place within a locked building, so all the potential killers are immediately obvious, and it is just a case of unearthing all their secrets, and discovering which one committed the dreadful dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book isn't a quick, easy read. It is dense with facts that need time to be savoured, but I found it so interesting that I was never tempted to skip a single word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the fact that the book went on to explain what happened to all the characters up to their death. It also includes photographs of all the key characters, and maps of house and surrounding area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only drawback to the book was that it gave away key plot points to many of the books which were written during this time period, or based on the Road Hill murder. This was great for all those to which I already knew the plot (eg. many of Dicken's novels) but as I planned to read &lt;em&gt;The Moonstone&lt;/em&gt; very soon, it was a little bit disappointing, (although I only have myself to blame, as I was aware that these would be within the book!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend this book to anyone who has an interest in Victorian England, the development of the police detective, or who just loves a good whodunnit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.farmlanebooks.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/stars4h1.gif"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-357" title="stars4h1" src="http://www.farmlanebooks.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/stars4h1.gif" alt="" width="71" height="13" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally reviewed &lt;a href="http://www.farmlanebooks.co.uk/?p=486"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-4089898832491109203?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/4089898832491109203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=4089898832491109203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/4089898832491109203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/4089898832491109203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/02/suspicions-of-mr-whicher-kate.html' title='The Suspicions of Mr. Whicher - Kate Summerscale (Jackie&apos;s Review)'/><author><name>Jackie Bailey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-uakwU1awaCQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/JsjH6z_YxpM/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wWxNQ2Ih3Z8/SYX97oj9HPI/AAAAAAAAAEc/iKoLmEvNq24/s72-c/51wDzagD8gL._SL160_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-8292697982850130795</id><published>2009-01-30T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T14:57:06.973-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the great stink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clare clark'/><title type='text'>The Great Stink - Clare Clark</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After reading the back of Clare Clark’s ‘The Great Stink’ I was expecting to read an entertaining but reasonably cozy historical murder mystery. Take a gander and see if you think that idea was justified:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Through the city sewers walks surveyor and ex-soldier William May, just back from the horrifying brutality of the Crimean front and hiding from his own demons in the darkness beneath the capital’s street. But when May stumbles across a body in the tunnels, his discovery draws him into a maelstrom of underworld corruption that drags both himself and those closest to him further into depths from which there may be no possibility of light – or return…”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;From this description William sounds like your typical damaged yet resilient murder mystery hero. He may be disturbed by war but essentially he’s a solid, together man, perfectly suited to be a citizen investigator who won’t throw up when discovering a body. The plot might veer into darkness and there might be a little violence but all that will be presented in a civilized way, following a familiar pattern of discovery, clues, solution. It was actually this blurb that kept me from picking up the book for almost a year, because I was never in the mood for this kind of formula.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The description of this book, while accurate in places, gives an entirely misleading impression of the ‘The Great Stink’. The ‘demon’ William faces is actually a strong desire to self harm, which he experiences regularly, eventually hiding in the tunnels to hack into his arms and release the black cravings that overcome him. He is constantly teetering on the edge of a breakdown, on several occasions descending into fevered ravings. This hero’s troubles are in a completely different league to the quite genteel addictions of other investigative heroes and detectives in historical fiction. The first three quarters of the book have little to do with a body in the tunnels. Instead Clare Clark examines her hero’s psychological make up, driving him to destroy his life through a combination of uncompromising morals and an fractured state of mind. The author’s choice to use her book to explore self harm in Victorian England makes for a compelling historical, full of sedition and shame that pelts along. I was easily hooked on William May’s struggle to actually desire life, instead of blankness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If that all sounds a bit bleak to you, there’s also a subplot involving the best dog in the world. Long Arm Tom is a tosher, a man who searches the sewers for rats to sell for dog baiting. He lives alone, believing that he doesn’t need anyone until one day he finds an ugly dog abandoned in the streets. He and the dog, Lady, bond instantly, he trains her to be a champion ratter but as the sewers become harder to access he decides to sell her for a large sum to support himself in his old age. Tom is cheated out of this sum and misses his dog so he becomes obsessed with regaining her from the swindling gentleman, the Captain. It might sound a bit sentimental, sort of like Lassie come home set in  Victorian London, but Tom is a sharply written character, created out of a bare bones personality. The love he feels for Lady beats down his usual life saving practicality. Perhaps you’ll find this condescendingly unrealistic but I think it humanizes poverty by showing an incredibly poor character who feels the importance of love in the face of large sums of money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;‘The Great Stink’ is not just a murder mystery, in fact the mystery part is quite weak and is more of a plot device for furthering William’s descent. It’s a thorough look at the effects of war on the main character, with a massive amount of anti-saccharine redemption running through both plot lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;That's the first one down. My remaining two books are suppousedly 'Great Expectations' and Wives and Daughters' but I'm feeling tempted to swap one out for 'The Observations', which has been sitting glaring at me for a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-8292697982850130795?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/8292697982850130795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=8292697982850130795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/8292697982850130795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/8292697982850130795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/01/great-stink-clare-clark.html' title='The Great Stink - Clare Clark'/><author><name>Jodie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-8521101213574411396</id><published>2009-01-29T11:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T09:06:10.548-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charles Dickens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laura&apos;s Reviews'/><title type='text'>What Jane Austen Ate and Charles Dickens Knew:  From Fox Hunting to Whist - the Facts of Daily Life in 19th-Century England by Daniel Pool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r76ldtzexmg/SYIF2qSQ5EI/AAAAAAAAAFM/CMbzLiaaUsg/s1600-h/jane_austen_ate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296802548363093058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 85px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r76ldtzexmg/SYIF2qSQ5EI/AAAAAAAAAFM/CMbzLiaaUsg/s320/jane_austen_ate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been meaning to read &lt;em&gt;What Jane Austen Ate and Charles Dickens&lt;/em&gt; Knew for the past 15 years, but it took becoming a part of the this challenge to finally get it on the top of my reading list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This non-fiction book is about the interesting rituals of daily life from the very rich to the very poor in 19th century England. It helps to explain many of the rituals in 19th century literature that one might not understand otherwise, such as illnesses that no longer exist or have different names, marriage and courtship rituals, how to address your “betters,” life on the farm, hunting, etc. The last 1/3 of the book includes a handy glossary of terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book also used examples from literature such as Austen and Dickens from the title as well as Eliot, Hardy, Trollope, the Brontes, and Thackery to illustrate terms and rituals and answer questions one might have when reading those novels. For example, well off individuals in &lt;em&gt;Oliver Twist&lt;/em&gt; upon leaving London make a point of “sending the plate, which had so excited Fagin’s cupidity, to the banker’s.” People in the 19th century didn’t have stocks and bonds to invest in, but did invest in plate or silverware. This could be a large part of their wealth and had to be guarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I thought the book was a very interesting read. It was light and entertaining and not a dry history. It only gave an overview of items and didn’t go into depth on different details. For depth, one would have to read elsewhere. I really enjoyed how it explained the details of many books I have read in the past. Many items I had previously learned in my British novel class in college or other books, but there was also a lot of new information for me. I checked the book out from the library, but would like to have a copy of my own to refer to during future readings of Victorian and Regency literature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-8521101213574411396?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/8521101213574411396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=8521101213574411396' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/8521101213574411396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/8521101213574411396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-jane-austen-ate-and-charles.html' title='What Jane Austen Ate and Charles Dickens Knew:  From Fox Hunting to Whist - the Facts of Daily Life in 19th-Century England by Daniel Pool'/><author><name>Laura's Reviews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13904763940307902364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CVe1uDU_ywE/To3DHSoEiEI/AAAAAAAAB_0/QD7Cbog2swY/s220/2011_Family_Picture.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r76ldtzexmg/SYIF2qSQ5EI/AAAAAAAAAFM/CMbzLiaaUsg/s72-c/jane_austen_ate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-8024753274747188535</id><published>2009-01-25T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T16:49:12.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Virginia - by Ellen Glasgow</title><content type='html'>Virginia - by Ellen Glasgow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellen Glasgow was born in Richmond, Virginia in 1873 and lived most of her life there.  She won the Pulitzer Prize for literature in 1942 for her novel In This Our Life, although it is sometimes suggested that the Prize was more of a lifetime achievement award than specifically for In This Our Life.  Bette Davis starred in the movie version of this novel and gave a wonderful performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virginia begins in 1884 when Virginia, the title character, is 20 years old.  The story is set in Dinwiddie, Virginia and chronicles Virginia's life through  her marriage to Oliver, the births and illnesses of her children, into middle age.  Virginia's life coincides with a time of great change, particularly in the lives of women, who move from being dependent females to emerging independence.  Virginia is unable to change with the times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This novel is part of Glasgow's social chronicle of life in the Commonwealth of Virginia, beginning before the Civil War and moving into the twentieth century, showing societal changes brought about by the Civil War and Reconstruction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-8024753274747188535?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/8024753274747188535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=8024753274747188535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/8024753274747188535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/8024753274747188535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/01/virginia-by-ellen-glasgow.html' title='Virginia - by Ellen Glasgow'/><author><name>Carolyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gysSWdgQtbc/SanioIPVIoI/AAAAAAAAAfY/T_dGazSbeTk/S220/bluethistle.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-753171811606393975</id><published>2009-01-25T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T12:33:20.550-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fleur'/><title type='text'>The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-892" title="dorian-gray" height="190" alt="dorian-gray" src="http://fleurfisher.wordpress.com/files/2009/01/dorian-gray.jpg" width="121" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"How sad it is! I shall grow old, and horrid, and dreadful. But this picture will remain always young. It will never be older than this particular day of June. If it was only the other way! If it was I who were to be always young, and the picture that were to grow old! For this - for this - I would give everything! Yes, there is nothing in the whole world I would not give!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I loved this book. It combines wonderful writing with a striking and engrossing plot and it has contemporary resonances that make it truly worthy of the overused label “classic”.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dorian Gray sees his youthful beauty captured in a painting and wishes that he could stay like that for ever and the picture age instead. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dorian’s wish is granted and the picture becomes twisted and ugly as a result of his selfish hedonism in his perpetual youth. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;All of this happens after Dorian falls under the influence of Lord Henry Wotton. Lord Henry advocates the pursuit of pleasure at any and all costs and the hazard of a virtuous and peaceful life. Dorian is suggestible and Lord Henry’s influence is profound. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Painter Basil Hallward expresses more conservative views but his words are not heeded, and Dorian takes steps to evade him because does not want Basil to see what is happening to his painting. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The story is both horrifying and hypnotic to watch. It was widely believed in the Victorian era that you could see a man's character on his face and, as Dorian becomes depraved, selfish, and cruel, this is etched upon his portrait until it becomes too much for him to bear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The book is filled out with long conversations about conversations covering a multitude of themes. Sometimes they disturb the pace but the characters are psychologically true and that carries the day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And best of all, the language used in this book is a joy. Wonderful, flowing, vivid descriptions of characters, places and actions verge on poetry. It may be a bit too flowery for some, but it is the kind of writing I love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am only sorry that “The Picture of Dorian Gray” is Oscar Wilde’s only novel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-753171811606393975?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/753171811606393975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=753171811606393975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/753171811606393975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/753171811606393975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/01/picture-of-dorian-gray-by-oscar-wilde.html' title='The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde'/><author><name>FleurFisher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00096222149445024649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pswg8Of-DLQ/SYGp32XFaQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/g0vFmFnMkmE/S220/The+Rain+Ot+Raineth+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-4409519824932192791</id><published>2009-01-25T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T09:32:36.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Poisoned Season by Tasha Alexander</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.harpercollins.com/books/9780061174148/A_Poisoned_Season/index.aspx"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From Harper Collins:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;London's social season is in full swing, and Victorian aristocracy is atwitter over a certain gentleman who claims to be the direct descendant of Louis XVI and Marie Antoinette. Adding to their fascination with all things French, an audacious cat burglar is systematically stealing valuable items that once belonged to the ill–fated queen.But things take a dark turn. The owner of one of the pilfered treasures is found murdered after the theft is reported in the newspapers, and the mysterious thief develops a twisted obsession with Lady Emily Ashton. It takes all of Lady Emily's wit and perseverance to unmask her stalker and ferret out the murderer, while faced with a brewing scandal that threatens both her reputation and her romance with the dashing Colin Hargreaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book was a fun and fabulous read. Emily is fortunately an "independent" woman who is ahead of her time. She furthers her intellectual pursuits, such as learning Greek, while trying to maintain balance with her position in society and its conventions. Victorian women were not supposed to be strong, intelligent women, who were interested in the goings on in the world. Gossip and fashion were a woman's domain. Emily is an independent thinker, and unfortunately this got her into trouble with society's matrons. Luckily for her, Emily was able to manage her troubles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tasha Alexander captures the conventions and formalities of Victorian society very well. Women were usually trapped with no real voice or opinion with respect to their futures, yet Emily is lucky enough to be able to try and control her fate by staving off another marriage, to a man she is in love with no less. The conversations between her and Colin Hargreaves are sweet, romantic and passionate. The conversations reminded me of a duel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep in mind, Emily did all this while trying to solve a few mysteries along the way. The mysterious circumstances in the book were quite suspenseful. They seemed like multiple plot lines and yet connected. One mystery from many different angles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily is a delightful a heroine who is quite capable of not only taking care of herself, but others who may find themselves in need of assistance as well. This book was truly a novel of suspense and kept me guessing until the very end, including the romantic aspects as well. I felt as though I was transported to Victorian times, and I look forward to reading the next in the series as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to note, that this is the second book in the series. Events from the first book are described, but I liked this book so much that I will go back and read the first one too. Regardless of knowing the plot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a very satisfying, enjoyable, fun, and easy read. I highly recommend it!&lt;br /&gt;(Can you tell I really liked this book? ha-ha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-4409519824932192791?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/4409519824932192791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=4409519824932192791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/4409519824932192791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/4409519824932192791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/01/poisoned-season-by-tasha-alexander.html' title='A Poisoned Season by Tasha Alexander'/><author><name>Jenny Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04077659644092707107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lo39U0fZcqM/SVagby3kE5I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/lyJuIGGhOLc/S220/girl+reading.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-9219572484757354327</id><published>2009-01-15T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T09:05:45.906-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily Bronte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laura&apos;s Reviews'/><title type='text'>Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r76ldtzexmg/SXApb03-InI/AAAAAAAAAEM/cXDEomkIlBY/s1600-h/wuthering+heights.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291775120186942066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 79px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r76ldtzexmg/SXApb03-InI/AAAAAAAAAEM/cXDEomkIlBY/s320/wuthering+heights.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finished reading Wuthering Heights last week for the second time. It had been a good ten years since I had read it for the first time, but it felt timely to read it again. It was referenced excessively in Stephenie Meyer's &lt;em&gt;Eclipse&lt;/em&gt; and also in the &lt;em&gt;Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society&lt;/em&gt; by Mary Ann Schafter and Annie Barrows. I wanted to remind myself what all of the fuss was about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found myself discovering once again that Heathcliff is not the romantic hero that modern sensibilities portray him. He is actually an unlikeable man that has more in common with a villian than a hero. His only redeming quality is his excessive love for Catherine, but even that love seems to be too much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why is this book so beloved? I believe it is the characters. They are so vivid and well written. It is also the imaginative plot. That Heathcliff has the will to go through with his vengence even though it takes 20 years, is something that one can not put the book down for wanting to read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could write about this book forever . . . and I do write a long plot summary and more thoughts if yoiu are interested on my &lt;a href="http://lauragerold.blogspot.com/2009/01/wuthering-heights-by-emily-bronte.html"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-9219572484757354327?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/9219572484757354327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=9219572484757354327' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/9219572484757354327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/9219572484757354327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/01/wuthering-heights-by-emily-bronte.html' title='Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte'/><author><name>Laura's Reviews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13904763940307902364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CVe1uDU_ywE/To3DHSoEiEI/AAAAAAAAB_0/QD7Cbog2swY/s220/2011_Family_Picture.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r76ldtzexmg/SXApb03-InI/AAAAAAAAAEM/cXDEomkIlBY/s72-c/wuthering+heights.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-4222039737349536193</id><published>2009-01-15T13:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T09:05:29.245-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laura&apos;s Reviews'/><title type='text'>Laura's Reading List</title><content type='html'>I am very excited about this challenge.  I went upstairs and rounded up some books that I have had on my "to read" pile for way too long.  I'm going to aim for Buckingham Palace and plan to read the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte (I actually have already read this book for the second time last week - but I think it counts as it is January 2009!)&lt;br /&gt;2.  What Jane Austen Ate and Charles Dickens Knew by Daniel Poole (getting this from the library)&lt;br /&gt;3.  Jude the Obscure by Thomas Hardy&lt;br /&gt;4.  Framily Parsonage by Anthony Trollope&lt;br /&gt;5.  Daniel Deronda by George Eliot&lt;br /&gt;6.  Victoria Victorious by Jean Plaidy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alternates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Sylvia's Lovers by Elizabeth Gaskell&lt;br /&gt;2.  The Woman in White by Wilie Collins&lt;br /&gt;3.  The Old Curiosity Shop by Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;4. Little Dorrit by Charles Dickens&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-4222039737349536193?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/4222039737349536193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=4222039737349536193' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/4222039737349536193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/4222039737349536193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/01/lauras-reading-list.html' title='Laura&apos;s Reading List'/><author><name>Laura's Reviews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13904763940307902364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CVe1uDU_ywE/To3DHSoEiEI/AAAAAAAAB_0/QD7Cbog2swY/s220/2011_Family_Picture.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-8319442835630627768</id><published>2009-01-13T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T09:31:52.647-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kristen'/><title type='text'>Review: The Water Babies by Charles Kingsley</title><content type='html'>This Victorian children's morality tale is one that I've not heard many other people mention and that is a shame.  It is more sophisticated than many elementary school-aged books written now and yet still sweet.  Tom, a little chimney-sweep who is smacked about by his master, is cleaning a chimney at a great house when he is mistakenly thought to be a thief.  He is terrified and runs off, all the while trailed by the queen of the fairies.  After encountering huge obstacles in his path and overcoming them, he faces more mistrust and so wanders off to bathe in the river.  He falls in and is transformed into a water-baby.  As a water-baby, he has many adventures and learns to be a better boy than he had ever been when on land.  This story owes much both to Gulliver's Travels and to The Odyssey.  There are many strange creatures who instruct Tom in what is right and good during his quest and he has a loyal girl waiting for him to come home to her during his strangest adventure.  The language would probably be a bit tough for elementary school readers today, either because they didn't understand it or simply because it is quite ornate and descriptive, unlike today's books, but the creativity of the land in which the water-babies live and the creatures that populate it might help children overcome these difficulties.  There were pockets of the story that were a bit tedious in their insistence on moral lessons being pointed out in case the reader missed the significance of Tom's experience but this is very much a hallmark of the literature of the time and didn't ultimately detract from the overall loveliness of the story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-8319442835630627768?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/8319442835630627768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=8319442835630627768' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/8319442835630627768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/8319442835630627768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/01/review-water-babies-by-charles-kingsley.html' title='Review: The Water Babies by Charles Kingsley'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07651401312450990123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RkkrVJoquw0/SESqs9dXayI/AAAAAAAAAAo/d6S-DW0KHKs/S220/DSC_0209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-338635554496630802</id><published>2009-01-11T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T10:00:13.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Daniel Deronda"</title><content type='html'>First of all, thanks again to Alex for organizing this challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first book is "Daniel Deronda" by George Eliot.  Once I finish it, I will have read all of her full length novels other than "Romola."  I believe that George Eliot is a great writer and the first 150 pages of this book have done nothing to change that belief. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should qualify what I am about to say by noting that I don't bring any educational or other credentials to the following.  The first section of the book called "The spoiled child" read like a parody of Jane Austen's novels with all of the rituals of courtship.  I found this to be especially true when an extremely eligible bachelor arrives on the scene and Eliot writes "Some readers of this history will doubtless regard it as incredible that people should construct matrimonial prospects on the mere report that a bachelor of good fortune and possibilities was coming within reach."  That sound eerily like a reference to the opening sentences of "Pride and Prejudice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to the point of Eliot's ability as a writer is her description of Deronda as a young adolescent.  For me one of the acid tests of a writer of fiction is his or her ability to create realistic characters who are different from themselves - in this case a female writer describing the feelings of a 13 year old boy.  While there is no similarity between my own experiences (some 40 years ago) and those of Deronda all of his doubts and uncertainties were ones that I could personally identify with.  I have no idea where this story is going, but I am really looking forward to the rest of it and glad that this challenge got me started reading it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-338635554496630802?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/338635554496630802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=338635554496630802' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/338635554496630802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/338635554496630802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/01/daniel-deronda.html' title='&quot;Daniel Deronda&quot;'/><author><name>John Z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339803248832518914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t9Vblzd0BtA/SNwGo0_Ks2I/AAAAAAAAABY/UJy8nkT4DHE/S220/Fenway+Shot.BMP'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-2454211234486868846</id><published>2009-01-07T12:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T12:16:23.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Natalie's List</title><content type='html'>This is an incomplete list:  I have listed authors I plan to read.   I will think about which specific works I'd like to add to the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I am all about Buckingham Palace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Conrad, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heart of Darkness&lt;/strong&gt;.  This novella was first published in a journal in 1899 so it counts as Victorian.  I am almost done with it right now.  I know it's very controversial.  Was Conrad a rascist?  Was he trying to expose the evils of imperialism?  Was he deeply ironic?  I take the view that Conrad is ironic and that the "heart of darness" is that place within each of us that could easily become brutish and evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Charles Dickens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Mrs. Gaskell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Willkie Collins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Edmund Gosse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  George Eliot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Trollope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to read &lt;strong&gt;Madame Bovary&lt;/strong&gt; for my Book Club in a couple of months but I don't know if we are limited to British authors (note to self:  find out!).  Possible reads:  Distaeli, Braddon, Gissing, and poetry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-2454211234486868846?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/2454211234486868846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=2454211234486868846' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/2454211234486868846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/2454211234486868846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/01/natalies-list.html' title='Natalie&apos;s List'/><author><name>sunt_lacrimae_rerum</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nnJx-SF_3CQ/R565nYrOEyI/AAAAAAAAADU/tzEYzhFU8kI/S220/IMG_0582_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-1813555314339083928</id><published>2009-01-07T10:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T18:08:37.535-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jayme'/><title type='text'>Jayme's List</title><content type='html'>Eeek! I love love love this time period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Seriously. I search "Queen Victoria" on &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/"&gt;etsy&lt;/a&gt;. I now own a fabulous pair of earrings and a darling clutch.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I saw this book challenge I knew I had to participate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Emma by Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;2. Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte (I will get through it this time!)&lt;br /&gt;3. Mesmerized by Candence Camp&lt;br /&gt;4. A Great and Terrible Beauty by Libby Bray&lt;br /&gt;5. The Life and Times of Victoria by Dorothy Marshall&lt;br /&gt;6. Vanity Fair by Thackery (I'm going to listen to this one on my iPod. That counts right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-1813555314339083928?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/1813555314339083928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=1813555314339083928' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/1813555314339083928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/1813555314339083928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/01/jaymes-list.html' title='Jayme&apos;s List'/><author><name>Jayme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05223468905904512920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IVqCn1UF3wk/SegWZKgWbPI/AAAAAAAAArk/qwqcSswEWG8/S220/100_0956.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-8376757135898392387</id><published>2009-01-07T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T06:10:30.330-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alessandra'/><title type='text'>Book Review: Affinity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jr03vMKEp7o/SWRgwcRD73I/AAAAAAAABCc/n27pmWfN12o/s1600-h/affinity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 127px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jr03vMKEp7o/SWRgwcRD73I/AAAAAAAABCc/n27pmWfN12o/s200/affinity.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288458247777546098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Pa used to say that any piece of history might be made into a tale: it was only a question of deciding where the tale began, and where it ended. That, he said, was all his skill. And perhaps, after all, the histories he dealt with were rather easy to sift like that, to divide up and classify - the great lives, the great works, each one of them neat and gleaming and complete, like metal letters in a box of type.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I read &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sarah Water&lt;/span&gt;'s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Affinity&lt;/span&gt; in the Italian translation by Fabrizio Ascari. It's a compelling, mysterious love story between two women set in 1870s London.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; It's another of those books that leaves me in awe - one that I'm almost afraid to review, because there's no way I'm ging to make the book justice without giving too much away. I'll try anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;After her father's death, Margaret Prior has been suffering from a nervous breakdown that leaves her fragile and exhausted. In order to do something useful with herself, she decides to visit the women imprisoned at Millibank, who live and work in complete silence, to comfort them with her presence and moral example. There, she finds a person who makes her visits a passion: Selina Dowes, disgraced spiritualist, at Millibank for fraud and assault. Margaret is drawn to this young woman with apparent spiritual powers. and magic events start to take place: flowers appear and disappear, a locket vanishes, and Selina knows everything about her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; As the story draws into a climax, you'll desperatesly want to believe in Selina's magic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The title refers to the similarity between Selina and Margaret - both imprisoned, one in the physical constraints of the Millibank walls, the other in the spiritual ties of what her family expect of her. Selina's courage in defying the rules at Millibank is opposed to Margaret's inability to stand up for herself and let herself live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Affinity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; deals with a desire to be connected and alive, to be part of a bigger whole. Highly recommended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Favourite quote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Now you know why you are drawn to      me — why your flesh comes creeping to mine, and what it comes for. Let      it creep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Other blog reviews:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://onlyanovel.wordpress.com/2008/11/15/affinity-by-sarah-waters/"&gt;Only a Novel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Cross-posted at my blog, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://alessandrasplace.blogspot.com/"&gt;Out of the Blue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="centered" alt="post signature" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/297/E4B481C1413A5C7CE4FC139284F965CB.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-8376757135898392387?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/8376757135898392387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=8376757135898392387' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/8376757135898392387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/8376757135898392387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/01/book-review-affinity.html' title='Book Review: Affinity'/><author><name>Alessandra @Out of the Blue</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jr03vMKEp7o/SYsWmD9j3iI/AAAAAAAABJk/DgamO9l7Zug/S220/ale-piccola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jr03vMKEp7o/SWRgwcRD73I/AAAAAAAABCc/n27pmWfN12o/s72-c/affinity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-8263282491835135816</id><published>2009-01-06T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T21:59:17.738-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cynthia'/><title type='text'>Cynthia's Book List</title><content type='html'>Wow, I am so excited! I have been looking and reading reviews trying to decide which books to read. After I thought I had my list complete I started reading some of the reviews here and now I am torn!!! I think I will make my list and alternates like I have seen some people do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cranford&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by Elizabeth Gaskell&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Importance of Being Ernest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by Oscar Wilde&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sherlock in Love&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;by Sena Jeter Naslund&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wuthering Heights&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by Emily Bronte&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Moonstone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by Wilkie Collins&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Hound of the Baskervilles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phantom Lover&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; sounds really great also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am off to the library to order books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I better go and get a new dress to wear for my visit to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Buckingham Palace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-8263282491835135816?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/8263282491835135816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=8263282491835135816' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/8263282491835135816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/8263282491835135816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/01/cynthias-book-list.html' title='Cynthia&apos;s Book List'/><author><name>Cynthia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603469382689054493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vCoaW9A3zk4/TZAW0rT6GwI/AAAAAAAAC2A/QG2qwYxVln8/s220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-3471119951345659920</id><published>2009-01-05T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T13:30:34.831-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retroredux'/><title type='text'>Sherlock In Love by Sena Jeter Naslund</title><content type='html'>While I didn't list this as one of my choices for the challenge, it is set, primarily, in Victorian England, so I thought I'd share with ya'll:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYFJOM1ypiA/SWJ0XpjYTvI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FWNM4uMvrqA/s1600-h/sherlock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYFJOM1ypiA/SWJ0XpjYTvI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FWNM4uMvrqA/s320/sherlock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287916862126444274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Amazon Review:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sherlock In Love....&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.5em;"&gt;&lt;nobr&gt;January 5, 2009&lt;/nobr&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;        Sherlock In Love is one of the best Sherlock Holmes homages~pastiches I've read. This intelligent, thought provoking, and moving story of an unknown love in Holmes' life takes place two years after his supposed death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watson, melancholy and lonely since Holmes' death, decides to start writing Sherlock's biography. Watson, through a series of anonymous threats, is let known in no uncertain terms he must not write the biography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through an investigation of the present events, and unpublished past cases, Watson is drawn into a shocking secret from Holmes' past, one that tears apart everything Watson thought he knew of his beloved friend as well as resurrecting a failed case with disturbing new clarity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author's suppositions are intriguing, emotionally written and humanizes the brilliant sleuth known for his dislike of women, making Watson and the reader wonder if Holmes' dislike stemmed from a much more painful source than once realized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be forewarned-Sherlockian "purists" who are devout in their belief that Holmes was non-romantic to the point of asexuality will not like this book. I'm a unapologetic romantic who likes her Holmes of the "Jeremy Brett" variety, so this story was right up my alley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally if you are like me, and like to delve into pastiches simply for the fun and novelty of revisiting Holmes/Watson, then give this short story a go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 stars-Recommended!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-3471119951345659920?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/3471119951345659920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=3471119951345659920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/3471119951345659920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/3471119951345659920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/01/sherlock-in-love-by-sena-jeter-naslund.html' title='Sherlock In Love by Sena Jeter Naslund'/><author><name>retroredux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYFJOM1ypiA/S_FEOD23B6I/AAAAAAAAAeI/K1gsLNrKWGA/S220/95_lizzyread.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kYFJOM1ypiA/SWJ0XpjYTvI/AAAAAAAAAFg/FWNM4uMvrqA/s72-c/sherlock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-3575242183050909599</id><published>2009-01-03T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T18:31:00.932-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brittanie&apos;s List'/><title type='text'>Brittanie's List</title><content type='html'>I am going all the way with a visit to Buckingham Palace:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens or Cranford by Elizabeth Gaskell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Silas Marner by George Elliot or Little Women by Louisa May Alcott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Eight Cousins by Louisa May Alcott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Heidi by Johanna Spyri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Dracula by Bram Stoker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog is &lt;a href="http://www.abookloverforever.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.abookloverforever.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-3575242183050909599?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/3575242183050909599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=3575242183050909599' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/3575242183050909599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/3575242183050909599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/01/brittanies-list.html' title='Brittanie&apos;s List'/><author><name>Brittanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00756341697752152164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pc_fRhsmGFI/Tv0h_f0NjMI/AAAAAAAACGM/O5vyb4Kk6cU/s220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-5310395574506477090</id><published>2009-01-03T02:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T02:53:30.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Phantom Lover by Vernon Lee</title><content type='html'>A Phantom Lover&lt;br /&gt;By Vernon Lee (nee Violet Paget, 1856-1935)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Published in 1890&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although this novella is not on my initial list of books I intend to read for this challenge, I have decided to put a review here after stumbling into it a couple of days ago.  It is one of the best ghost stories I have ever read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This novella has been compared to The Turn of the Screw by Henry James, in that there is a question about whether the ghost of the story was merely a figment of the imagination of two of the characters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Phantom Lover is set in an English country house called Okehurst sometime before 1886, during six weeks of late summer into early fall.  The narrator is a painter who has been invited to Okehurst to paint the portraits of William and Alice Oke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William and Alice are distant cousins, both descended from Nicholas and Alice Oke who lived at Okehurst in the early 17th century.  William is a very good looking young man, obviously very much in love with his wife, Alice.  Alice is tall and very slender.  She has a striking resemblance to the 17th century Alice, whose portrait hangs in Okehurst, and she cultivates this resemblance by dressing in clothes similar to the ones worn by the first Alice in her portrait.  Alice alternates between being languorous and very distant on most occasions, and energetic, almost manic on other occasions, leaving the impression she is taking drugs of some kind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 17th century Alice had had an admirer, the poet Christopher Lovelock.  The 19th century Alice is obsessed with the love between her ancestress and Lovelock, telling the narrator at one point: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Such love as that," she said, looking into the far distance of the oak-dotted park-land, "is very rare, but it can exist. It becomes a person's whole existence, his whole soul; and it can survive the death, not merely of the beloved, but of the lover. It is unextinguishable, and goes on in the spiritual world until it meets a reincarnation of the beloved; and when this happens, it jets out and draws to it all that may remain of that lover's soul, and takes shape and surrounds the beloved one once more."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice believes herself to be the reincarnation of the 17th century Alice and thus believes herself to be the object of Christopher Lovelock's love which has survived through the centuries.  Lovelock is the ghost of the story.  William Oke, Alice's husband, is consumed by jealousy and descends into madness, believing he sees Lovelock's ghost with Alice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does Lovelock's ghost exist?  Alice and William obviously believe it does.  The narrator, however, does not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-5310395574506477090?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/5310395574506477090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=5310395574506477090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/5310395574506477090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/5310395574506477090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/01/phantom-lover-by-vernon-lee.html' title='A Phantom Lover by Vernon Lee'/><author><name>Carolyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gysSWdgQtbc/SanioIPVIoI/AAAAAAAAAfY/T_dGazSbeTk/S220/bluethistle.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-1092424014470293556</id><published>2009-01-02T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T17:03:16.602-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ruth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><title type='text'>Ruth's Reading List: A Visit to Buckingham Palace</title><content type='html'>I love this time period and can't wait to read my way to Buckingham Palace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookishruth.com/2009/02/review-drood-by-dan-simmons.html"&gt;Drood&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookishruth.com/2009/02/review-drood-by-dan-simmons.html"&gt;&lt;span&gt; by Dan Simmons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Dangerous Affair&lt;/span&gt; by Caro Peacock&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Silent in the Grave&lt;/span&gt; by Deanna Raybourn&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Meaning of Night&lt;/span&gt; by Michael Cox&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Great and Terrible Beauty&lt;/span&gt; by Libba Bray&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Study in Scarlet&lt;/span&gt; by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alternates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shadow in the North&lt;/span&gt; by Phillip Pullman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Moonstone&lt;/span&gt; by Wilkie Collins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Hound of the Baskervilles&lt;/span&gt; by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And Only to Deceive&lt;/span&gt; by Tasha Alexander&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-1092424014470293556?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/1092424014470293556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=1092424014470293556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/1092424014470293556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/1092424014470293556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/01/ruths-reading-list-visit-to-buckingham.html' title='Ruth&apos;s Reading List: A Visit to Buckingham Palace'/><author><name>Ruth King</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06863703037623512619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c61EKQHoFi8/S3WnUPDOMcI/AAAAAAAAAVk/92-kll-J5K8/S220/profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-6610155062644507789</id><published>2009-01-02T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T06:04:10.432-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Victorian Challenge List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joy'/><title type='text'>Joy's Reading List: A Walk in the Park</title><content type='html'>To start with, I'm choosing Level 2, "&lt;span&gt;A Walk in Hyde Park&lt;/span&gt;."  Well, Hyde Park is lovely at all times of year, isn't it?  But it's very possible that later on I might just pop into the British Museum for a tour (I especially love the Egyptian collections, don't you?), or even pay a visit to Buckingham Palace (never have received that invitation to tea, darn it!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I'm just planning to read books &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;set during&lt;/span&gt; the Victorian Era, but my alternate list includes a few actually written during that period. And although I've only listed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Warden&lt;/span&gt;, I'd like to read the entire series of Trollope's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Barsetshire&lt;/span&gt; novels, so we'll see what develops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;READING LIST:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Angels &amp;amp; Insects&lt;/span&gt;, by A.S. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Byatt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; [finished; review to come]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Master&lt;/span&gt;, by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Colm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Toibin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; [finished; review to come]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mistress of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mellyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, by Victoria Holt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mortal Love&lt;/span&gt;, by Elizabeth Hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALTERNATE LIST:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Moonstone&lt;/span&gt;, by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Wilkie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Collins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Woman in White&lt;/span&gt;, by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Wilkie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Collins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Affinity&lt;/span&gt;, by Sarah Waters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Age of Innocence&lt;/span&gt;, by Edith Wharton [&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://jlshall.blogspot.com/2009/03/review-age-of-innocence.html"&gt;See Review&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The 19&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Wife&lt;/span&gt;, by David &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ebershoff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Dante Club&lt;/span&gt;, by Matthew Pearl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Warden&lt;/span&gt;, by Anthony Trollope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be putting my reviews on my blog (&lt;a href="http://jlshall.blogspot.com/"&gt;Joy's Blog&lt;/a&gt;), and updating my progress here.  Now to get started on that first book!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-6610155062644507789?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/6610155062644507789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=6610155062644507789' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/6610155062644507789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/6610155062644507789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/01/joys-reading-list-walk-in-park.html' title='Joy&apos;s Reading List: A Walk in the Park'/><author><name>JLS Hall</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oXMCpEz0P3w/TF1ijPt4TlI/AAAAAAAAAAw/YJeXalsx4yA/S220/Joy-Beach_Headshot02b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-7742678366688320362</id><published>2009-01-01T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T07:10:38.161-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kathrin'/><title type='text'>Kathrin's drink at Whitechapel</title><content type='html'>So, finally, I've managed to get together a tentative list for my drink at Whitechapel. I might exchange my trip to the Victorian Era later on, but for now I'd like to stay on the safe side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Elizabeth Gaskell: North And South (like so many others here, as I have seen)&lt;br /&gt;2) Emily Bronte: Wuthering Heights &lt;b&gt;or&lt;/b&gt; Charlotte Bronte: Jane Eyre&lt;br /&gt;3) Oscar Wilde: A Woman Of No Importance&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-7742678366688320362?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/7742678366688320362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=7742678366688320362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/7742678366688320362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/7742678366688320362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/01/kathrins-drink-at-whitechapel.html' title='Kathrin&apos;s drink at Whitechapel'/><author><name>Kathrin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vgexrwjhyPo/Toh-rhUg0xI/AAAAAAAAALo/ZZxRjsSqB90/s220/Photo%2B74.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8177936402618790073.post-877945138202910159</id><published>2009-01-01T01:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T01:09:45.410-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><title type='text'>Marg's Reading List</title><content type='html'>Finally getting around to posting my reading list for this challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan to read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mysteries of Glass by Sue Gee&lt;br /&gt;Silent in the Sanctuary by Deanna Raybourn&lt;br /&gt;Silent on the Moor by Deanna Raybourn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8177936402618790073-877945138202910159?l=victorianchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/877945138202910159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8177936402618790073&amp;postID=877945138202910159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/877945138202910159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8177936402618790073/posts/default/877945138202910159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorianchallenge.blogspot.com/2009/01/margs-reading-list.html' title='Marg&apos;s Reading List'/><author><name>Marg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508430635744720721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lzzBqATe-8M/S6p563ztpCI/AAAAAAAAFYw/NyFbGz4TDm4/S220/marg_avatar.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
