When Books Entrap…

It’s hard to tell how much of the fact that I stayed up until 5:30 this morning reading is because I love all things Pride and Prejudice, because the particular book I was reading was so entirely captivating, or because with my glasses off I couldn’t see the clock and thereby had no way of knowing how very late it was. In fact, the sky was lightening noticeably when I closed the back cover on my latest find.

I spent all weekend in Pamela Aidan’s literary hands. She’s written a trilogy that complements Jane Austen’s Pride and Prejudice, but from Mr. Darcy’s point of view. Extreme purists will always balk at such a project, but Aidan handles the task quite nicely. Though some of her extrapolations about what might have happened to Darcy (particularly during the notorious “dark time” between the Netherfield Ball and the visit to Rosings Park) are somewhat far-fetched, the trilogy’s primary pursuit is the examination of the sequence of thoughts and events that could have motivated Darcy throughout the story to act in all the ways that he does. I have to say that Aidan’s understanding of his character, of the man we all know Darcy to be, is admirable. Under her careful examination, all his actions seem natural and perfectly right, and I found myself very pleased by the end result.

I have always loved Darcy, and now I love him even better.

Having slept until noon to recover, it’s time to rejoin the real world. I hope you all had equally enjoyable weekends.

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