May 6, 2015

Jane's Addiction (My Addiction to Jane Austen, Rather)

(Somehow snapping a photo of the table like some creepy voyeur through the window felt less tacky than doing so inside the museum. I don't know, I work in mysterious ways.)

Making one of my usual literary pilgrimages in the UK, I visited Jane Austen's house in Chawton, Hampshire over the bank holiday weekend, where I gushed like a school girl over her writing table, the modest wooden surface on which Mansfield Park, Emma, and Persuasion were written (and Sense & Sensibility, Pride & Prejudice, and Northanger Abbey revised). I then had the audacity to let it remind me of the far less accomplished short stories and essays I used to write at my little bistro table in the window of my Chicago studio apartment during grad school--one of which was a precursor to the novel manuscript I'm currently revising. Will have to possess the diligence, patience, and humility of Jane to see where that one ends up. :)

My gratitude to the Jane Austen's House Museum, at any rate, for a meaningful visit. Not only did I see the table where such great works were created, but I saw (and shamelessly bought a replica of!) the turquoise and gold ring that Kelly Clarkson bought at auction and would've taken out of the country if the museum hadn't bought it back, and I spoke with Jane's great-great-nephew in the drawing room; he seemed delighted that I was staying in the old garden cottage of his family's historic estate, where the same hedges grow that Jane would've strolled by. The ultimate past-meets-present experience that I shall be over the moon about for some time, reveling in the awesome that is Austen.

Taking the air with a turn about the garden. Dear me, if only I'd packed my good bonnet.

4 comments:

  1. Ahhh, I'm all goosebumpy over here.That is so, so cool. That picture so reminds me of one of her books---maybe the house where the Dashwood sisters lived with their mother??

    How amazing to meet her great, great nephew.

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    1. As if the idea wasn't already set on repeat in my mind all weekend, even my husband said I have to go back there with you! Only an hour train ride from London, so it could even be a day-trip. Get your keester over here!

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  2. Sounds like an amazing holiday. I love that you can strolled through the same rooms and gardens that Jane had. =)

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    1. It was SURREAL, Cherie! I just couldn't register that it was really happening, but it was so wonderful.

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