Jane Austen Week: Day 5 - Katherine Reay & the Austen Legacy

I'm sad to see Jane Austen Week come to a close - I've had such a great time!

To help bring things to a close, I've invited Katherine Reay to come and share about Jane Austen's impact on her own writing. It's a gorgeous essay, so I suggest getting a cup of tea settling in to enjoy the read.

This is a wonderful week to enjoy Jane Austen! In pondering her influence on my life – thinking, reading and writing – I cast back to my middle school years.

I first encountered Austen in eighth grade. Her “romance” initially attracted me. Darcy and Elizabeth (Pride and Prejudice), with their misunderstandings, stops and starts; Wentworth (Persuasion) living in half agony, half hope; Knightley (Emma) loving Emma enough to let her go… Her stories felt like fairytales. While Austen’s wit focused on the hypocrisies, limitations and realities within her time, I viewed her novels with rosy idealism. For a thirteen-year-old, Darcy was my Prince Charming and Miss Bingley, an Ugly Stepsister.

Thirty years later, that is not the aspect of Austen’s brilliance that holds my attention. My own contemporary-based writing (Dear Mr. Knightley, Lizzy & Jane, and The Austen Escape) allude to her works again and again, not because of the romance, but because of her continued relevance, her deep well of understanding regarding human nature. Austen knows us and that acumen has forged a common language we share.

She continues to show me, in deftly drawn words and unparalleled acuity, that human nature is static. We will always get things wrong; we will always carry prejudice, look out for our own interests, demonstrate beautiful loyalty, stand firm, and rise above with the truest sacrificial instincts. She shows me what I know to be true – sibling love is powerful and a gift; sibling rivalry undeniable; families are for life; and real love exists. 


And within her books, I met people I cross paths with on a daily basis: Wickhams, Caroline Bingleys, Lydias and Marys. And a few people I cherish as well – Lizzys, Janes, and Georgianas. Charlottes are also in my life and writing too– good friends with whom I may not agree all the time, but I get them and they understand me equally well. We rub shoulders with these people– we are these people. Austen communicated the unfaltering truth of human nature in a transient environment. The drawing rooms have changed – the hearts have not.

And her brilliance not only lies in her recognition of human nature, but her skill in revealing it. Austen didn’t dazzle us with adventures, mysteries, or intrigue. Her characters stayed in their villages and moved through kitchens, ballrooms and life. She met them where we meet ourselves. And that is an unending process. We are continually redefining ourselves and discovering new things within us in those small moments of life. We encounter that time, again and again, as Lucy Alling from The Bronte Plot, defines: “That time when you don’t know where you’ll be, but you can’t stay as you are.”

We saw it in Pride and Prejudice when Lizzy declared “Till this moment I never knew myself.” Or in Persuasion when Wentworth seizes pen and paper and pours out his heart… “I can listen no longer in silence. I must speak to you by such means as are within my reach. You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope.” We see it in each of her stories as we see it in each of our lives – our preconceptions and prejudges get swiped away in the bright, sometimes harsh, light of reality.

While I touched upon this in Dear Mr. Knightley and in Lizzy & Jane, employing allusions to Austen’s work as a way to reveal motivation and character in a manner we understand, I dug more deeply into her popularity, power and our appropriation of her stories in The Austen Escape. It was great fun to examine her meteoric rise to popularity in our modern culture over the past couple decades, and the explosion of research around her books, word choice, and continued literary influence.

Perhaps, in the end, G.K. Chesterton got it right when he wrote, "No woman later has captured the complete common sense of Jane Austen. She could keep her head, while all the after women went about looking for their brains." While I contend he judged the rest of us a bit harshly, he too expressed an enduring truth.

No one writes like Miss Austen.

I love this essay! Thanks so much, Katherine, for sharing. Readers - Katherine is giving away a copy each of Dear Mr. Knightly and Lizzy & Jane. Use the form below to enter!

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