Nothing like a good book, eh?
No, not Harlequin romance novels.
Yuck, bleck, ick.
No, let's go back to the 1930's.
D.H. Lawrence breaks all the rules of the strict Victorian Age
with prose celebrating humanity's baser instincts,
Regaling the reader with out and out sex.
Ick, yuck, yeek.
Lighten up Lawrence...
Here comes Stella Gibbons
with Cold Comfort Farm.
Thanks, Stella, for sarcasm and farce.
FOR FUN!
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Great, complicated family trees
are often a literary necessity.
Same as the novels of yesteryear.
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And the mockery continues:
If you need a mocking, humorous,
historically accurate, Regency romance,
check out Georgette Heyer's
parlor conversations:
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"I'll be dashed!
Now, that's doing it too brown!
Sounds havey cavey to me!
She's a light skirt.
That's a heavy set-down!
You've a deal more hair than wit.
He's such a gudgeon.
I'll sport a little blunt on the chance.
Every family has its scaff and raff,
thing is, don't foist 'em on the ton,
That'd be downright cork-brained!"
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Reading Dickens's David Copperfield
requires great concentration.
So does Heyer's Cotillion,
but for a great old time, give it a whirl.
Read a good book everyday.
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