My first assignment for graduate school was to read Jane Austen's "Sense and Sensibility." It was the first book I've read by Jane Austen and it was quite good. I'm not running out to read all her other books but I would certainly not complain if I had to read more. It's sort of like early 1800s chick lit, but, you know, the high quality chick lit, not one of the pulp paperbacks.
I found it particularly amusing that in the novel characters use the phrase "making love" to refer to a man having an intimate conversation with a woman. But I suppose that's actually a more literal use of the words because it is when a man is making a woman love him.
I probably would have more to say but I am sort of lightheaded with allergy medicine right now. Apparently my NYC allergies are reacting to something. Maybe I just have a cold. Anyway, I just finished another book I have to record here as well so I'm going to get on with it and then go to bed.
