Jane of All Trades

Oh, my goodness, whoa!

Life was busy before, and now it is just insane! Yesterday I had an uncomfortable, boring dental procedure, which means I can only drink (not that kind of drink, either) for four days. Then mushy foods (bring on the cream of wheat!) and then less mushy foods, for a bit of excitement after about a week.

And on top of this is the writing, and the life, and all that stuff.

As always, though, reading is my respite–this morning I finished Lisa Kleypas’s The Devil in Winter, which I liked a lot. I can definitely relate to a shy wallflower! And then I began the second in a post-apocalyptic YA, the first book of which made me sob–SOB!–at the end. So that is good.

I am hoping to persuade my husband to watch Jane Eyre with me, the one with Toby Stephens and Ruth Wilson. Because of me being all convalescent and all. I don’t think there’s been a definitive Jane Eyre yet, but there have been good ones.

Wish me luck on converting him to the cult of personality that is Mr. Rochester.

Which is your favorite version?


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