, sitting in on a friday night to write an essay on...

sitting in on a friday night to write an essay on Charlotte Bronte’s Villette, really is the worst thing. i actually quite liked the book when i read it, completely not what i expected after reading and loving Jane Eyre, but i did. Villette, i feel, is a braver Jane Eyre, not so afraid to break away from the norms and ideals of early Victorian women’s writing. it seems more eager to embrace the fragmentation of the 1860’s. all of this said, it is a bitch of a book to write a short essay on!