I figured since my last post couldn't really count as a book review (although I did mention it) I would do a proper criticism on this acclaimed piece.
Charlotte Bronte was simply brilliant. She, as an author, is an inspiration to all. Especially those who have found their calling in the form of pen and paper.
I found this book thrilling. Its many twists and turns not only leave the reader inquisitive enough to read further, but guessing until the end. It is not intended to be a mystery. Which is why it's such a precocious read.
The heartache and joy felt by the reader in empathy with the heroine are physical reminders that words can cut to the quick, can be as descriptive and able to bring us full knowledge and feeling of any such person. Jane is not only a likeable character, she is, by far, a friend to any reader who has ever felt so misunderstood as to feel injustice per misunderstanding.
As a teen age girl, I didn't care for this style of writing for I felt it unecessary to include the look and touch and smell and taste of everything but having gone a considerable amount of time without using my TV (even if just for movies. I do not have an HD box and am not buying that nor cable and therefore do not have any channels whatsoever), I now fully appreciate that fact.
For this reason, I want to say: "thank you sincerely Miss Bronte, for having described it all that I might feel I have been to Thornfield Hall myself".
Ok, now off to facebooking I go! :)
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