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Five of my six Austen novels are copies from college — they're old (1980s) Signet Classics (most priced at $2.99!!!) and the front or rear covers of three of them separated from the paperbacks during last year's reading. (I suspect "close" readings meant that I kept the books fully open longer than during all previous readings, and they just cracked along the edges where the covers meet the spines. Plus, each copy has so many Post-it tape flags that each looks looks like it has multicolor eyelashes. But each book is beloved, so I'm keeping them until they literally disintegrate!

I'm looking forward to the daily distraction from what's actually going on in the US. Each morning has me doing my best (worst?) Dorothy Parker impression, shouting out, "What fresh hell is this?" Knowing I can push away the social media and pick up Jane with the expectation of conversing with all of you is giving me my precious moments of zen.

Meanwhile, I'm happy to be starting on Northanger Abbey again, as I didn't fully appreciate it last time around. (It's the one Austen I've read the fewest times, and I was too focused on Austen's lack of sophistication in her first published outing.) However, at Tabrizia's urging, I've been reading Jane Austen's Bookshelf (by Rebecca Romney) and the chapters on Frances Burney and Ann Radcliffe are the perfect preparation for NA, giving me a depth of context (re: gothics and the satire thereof)!

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