Monday, October 28, 2013

The Lost Memoirs of Jane Austen by Syria James

Synopsis: Many rumors abound about a mysterious gentleman said to be the love of Jane's life—finally, the truth may have been found. . . .

What if, hidden in an old attic chest, Jane Austen's memoirs were discovered after hundreds of years? What if those pages revealed the untold story of a life-changing love affair? That's the premise behind this spellbinding novel, which delves into the secrets of Jane Austen's life, giving us untold insights into her mind and heart.

Jane Austen has given up her writing when, on a fateful trip to Lyme, she meets the well-read and charming Mr. Ashford, a man who is her equal in intellect and temperament. Inspired by the people and places around her, and encouraged by his faith in her, Jane begins revising Sense and Sensibility, a book she began years earlier, hoping to be published at last.

Deft and witty, written in a style that echoes Austen's own, this unforgettable novel offers a delightfully possible scenario for the inspiration behind this beloved author's romantic tales. It's a remarkable book, irresistible to anyone who loves Jane Austen—and to anyone who loves a great story.

My thoughts: I don’t know if what is described in the book is real, but I’ll have a leap of faith and say “yes”, especially because an specialist on the studies of Austen’s life has signed it at the end of the book’s introduction.

This novel is about an autobiography of Jane Austen, one – if not the only one – of the most beloved authors of all time, and a secret love that she might have had and no one knew! I found the writing perfect and flawless, in a way that only Jane could do (which makes sense since according to the specialist, she wrote it herself). It’s possible to see that her life on daily basis influenced her works. She transmitted her feelings to her characters, making them extremely real and connectable with the reader.

Mr. Ashford is the most perfect man in the world, not because of his fineness and romantism, besides the love that he had for the author, but because he was real. He wasn’t made of Jane’s vivid imagination, he really lived and breathed and loved Jane Austen very deeply. However, studies shows that never existed a Mr. Ashford nor the Mansion where he lived according to Jane’s diaries, leaving us with the unanswered question: who was he? What was his real name?

I’m head over heels with this novel and sincerely hoping that the other works found in her chest of memoirs are translated and published, because they are of immeasurable worth to the history of English literature and because they bring to light the mysterious life of this author.