Emma is the third book by Jane Austen that I have read so far. I joined the online Jane Austen Club, so I should have the rest of the books read within the year. Usually, when I like a book I zip right through it (slightly slower with Jane Austen books) devouring and savoring every twist and turn of every word. That’s how it was when I read Pride and Prejudice and again with Persuasion.
Emma, on the other hand, dragged on. It’s a smaller book than Pride and Prejudice, probably the same length as Persuation; but while it only took a weekend to finish the other books, Emma took a painstaking whole week to read. Maybe it was even longer than that. I had lost time.
Why did it take so long? I just did not like Emma (the character) from the beginning. I thought her shallow and just plain infuriatingly dull. I don’t get why other readers liked her. To make matters worse, it seemed like Jane Austen’s writing had taken on a bit of Miss Bates’ tendency for verbosity. Some paragraphs just went on and on about seemingly nothing. It got a bit annoying at times.
Maybe I was just in a mood. I don’t know. I really wanted to like this book, but even the story line did not resonate with me. I never did fall in love with Mr. Knightly like I did with Mr. Darcy. I never grew to admire Emma like I did Anne and Elizabeth. At the end I didn’t sigh for the love of Emma and Mr. Knightly, I just sighed because it was over.
Sorry I couldn’t be more positive about this book. Maybe I’ll re-read it again one day to see if I still feel the same about it.
Anyway, after the disappointment of Emma, I jumped on The Pillars of the Earth by Ken Follet. I was not disappointed.