I admit that I’ve never read Jane Austen. Oh, I’ve watched Emma and parts of either Sense and Sensibility or Pride and Prejudice. Which specifically, I don’t remember. Am I the rare and odd female that isn’t well acquainted with Ms. Austen’s work?
Reading Confessions of a Jane Austen Addict was a bit difficult for me because of my lack of intimacy with the author’s works. This story is based on the premise of a 21st century woman who is a self-acclaimed Jane Austen addict who steps into the life of Jane Mansfield from Mansfield Park, a work in which I am not at all acquainted. I did enjoy the story but felt continually puzzled and often did not understand references made. Now, I’m left with the feeling that I should read Mansfield Park in order to fully grasp the story. Really, that’s my only beef with the book. Must read one in order to understand the other. That wasn’t mentioned in the blurb on the back cover.
In short, dear readers, Confessions isn’t worthy of a read unless you, yourself happen to be a Jane Austen fan who has indeed read Mansfield Park. And if you have read Mansfield Park, then I believe you shall enjoy this book! I shall have to read Mansfield Park in the very near future to fully appreciate this work.