Sarah's Reviews > Agnes Grey & Poems

I read this as a double duty: 1) I have a lot of reading time this summer, since apparently I'm a stay-at-home mom (aka unemployed) in a strange Southern "city," so I should spend at least some time reading Literature, and 2) if I fancy myself a to-be English professor I should probably read more exhaustively in my field. It turned out to be a pleasure. The only reason I took so long in reading it is because I realized on or about page 20 that I should take notes for reasons of academic interest (this hasn't happened in a long time). Agnes Grey is basically what you get if you squish together Fanny Price, Jane Eyre, and Emily Bronte the way you imagined her after reading Wuthering Heights at age 15 and being kind of skeeved by the wrecking-ball intensity of love. A governess who's both passionate and neurotic? Merchant Ivory, where are you? Anyway, the youngest Bronte turns out to be kind of awkward and amazing, like many of my favorite people. Tenant of Wildfell Hall, here I come!