En smakebit på søndag: My Plain Jane

En smakebit på søndag drivs växelvis av de norska bokbloggarna Flukten fra virkeligheten och Betraktninger. Varje söndag väljer vi ut en smakbit ur boken vi läser och delar med oss av det till er andra. Ett smart sätt att få veta vad andra läser och få boktips. Just nu läser jag bland annat ”My Plain Jane” av Cynthia Hand, Brodi Ashton och Jodi Meadows.

Handling:
You may think you know the story. After a miserable childhood, penniless orphan Jane Eyre embarks on a new life as a governess at Thornfield Hall. There, she meets one dark, brooding Mr. Rochester. Despite their significant age gap (!) and his uneven temper (!!), they fall in love—and, Reader, she marries him. (!!!)

Or does she?

Prepare for an adventure of Gothic proportions, in which all is not as it seems, a certain gentleman is hiding more than skeletons in his closets, and one orphan Jane Eyre, aspiring author Charlotte Brontë, and supernatural investigator Alexander Blackwood are about to be drawn together on the most epic ghost hunt this side of Wuthering Heights.

Jane put a hand to her chest, as if she was now having true difficulty breathing. ”How could they solve Mr. Brocklehurst’s murder?”
”They can speak to the dead, apparently. I imagine they could simply ask him.”
”I have to go.” Jane started to gather up her painting supplies, in such a hurry she smeared paint on her dress. Then she was practically bounding up the hill in the direction of the school. Charlotte watched her go. She opened her notebook.
It’s the quiet ones who you have to watch out for, she read.
Jane Eyre had the opportunity and the motive to kill Mr. Brocklehurst, but could she have actually done it? Was she capable of cold-blooded murder for the good of the school? And if not, then why was she so agitated about the news of the Society? If not a murder, what else could Jane be hiding?
It was a mystery.
One that Charlotte Brontë intended to solve.

3 reaktioner till “En smakebit på søndag: My Plain Jane

  1. Jag känner mig alltid tveksam till böcker där författaren har stulit andra författares karaktärer och skrivit en egen historia. Lite som att göra covers på andras låtar…

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