So we have been called out.

Hot off our opening-night viewing of Avengers: Endgame, we are feeling inspired to be an heroine. DOROTHY! Fetch the Cluebat of Janeite Righteousness!

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Pride and Prejudice to Be Adapted by Poldark Producers for ITV


It’s been twelve years. We suppose it’s time for something new for everyone to fight over. Also, none of those pesky royalties to pay. PROFIT!

The producer, which also makes ITV smash hit Victoria starring Jenna Coleman, has commissioned acclaimed playwright Nina Raine – author of 2017 hit National Theatre play Consent – to adapt the classic novel, in a version that will aim to tease out the story’s “darker tones” according to Mammoth Screen. This will be Raine’s first TV adaptation.

“Pride and Prejudice is actually a very adult book, much less bonnet-y than people assume,” Raine said of the project. “I hope I do justice to Austen’s dark intelligence – sparkling, yes, but sparkling like granite.”

Meanwhile, at the fabulous high-tech AustenBlog World Headquarters…

Dorothy goes into the Editrix’s writing lair. She looks up reverently at the Cluebat of Janeite Righteousness on its shelf. She takes down the Cluebat carefully and blows off the dust.

She always knew its time would come again.

In the Robing Room, the Editrix puts on her war paint.

(Something we didn’t have in 2005…GIFs!)

Edwardian is the new Victorian


Cross-posted to This Delightful Habit of Journaling.

Perusing an article on a new YA rewrite of S&S, we were a bit startled to read this sentence:

[book title*] is a contemporary retelling of another, equally amazing classic tale by the Edwardian authoress

Huh? What Edwardian authoress would that be?

Jane Austen. She meant Jane Austen.

You know, we’re hardened now to hearing Jane Austen referred to as Victorian. We still roll our eyes, but it no longer makes us twitch, because we’ve heard and read and seen it so many times. After all, Queen Victoria had a really long reign. We’ve even heard Jane referred to as Old English, which just makes us laugh. But really? Edwardian? Is this what the overwhelming popularity of Downton Abbey has brought us to? We hope we don’t have to remind our Gentle Readers that there’s about 100 years between Austen’s novels and the adventures of the Crawleys et al. We hope this article isn’t a test balloon of sorts for a whole new flight of historical ignorance: “Edwardian” replacing “Victorian” as a catchall term for “old-timey.” It’s like they learned a new word from reading articles about the costumes in DA or something and started throwing it around like they know what it means.


:: dresses up in Edwardian cricket whites, takes up Cluebat of Janeite Righteousness, smashes dopey story over the fence. What do you mean they don’t do that in cricket? ::

*book title redacted because the book and its author are not responsible for these shenanigans, and we respectfully request that our Gentle Readers keep that in mind.

DOROTHY! Dust off the Cluebat!


CluebatThe baseball season is well under way, but here at AustenBlog World Headquarters we’re really just getting started on spring training. Just taking out the Cluebat of Janeite Righteousness, swinging it around, warming up a little. It’s been a while, but the ignorant are still out there, and need a gentle (and, we remind our more squeamish readers, completely virtual) introduction to a clue, with extreme prejudice.

First we have an Austen scholar from the Daily Record spouting off about Becoming Jane.

Such is the level of devotion shown by Jane Austen’s aficionados, that anybody planning to tell the story of the “real” Jane runs the risk of being beaten to death.

VIRTUALLY, bunky. Virtually. 😉

Besides, we would love to see the story of the “real” Jane. Too bad we haven’t yet.

It could all be poppycock

Wait a minute…

It could all be is all poppycock

There, fixed that for you. And, oh yeah…

*beats smug superciliousness into smithereens with Cluebat of Janeite Righteousness*

We don’t know if this is really Cluebat-worthy–maybe just a love tap or two. We are, after all, still in training.

I’ve been enjoying the opportunity to escape into a simpler world through reading some of Jane Austen’s novels, a world where women occupy their time with music, needlework and walks about the grounds; where a single woman going for a ride in an open carriage with a man to whom she is not related is cause for raising eyebrows.

It’s so nice to hear no reference to global warming, the economy or the presidential campaign.

What? You get THAT from Jane Austen’s novels? For crying out loud.

For all the simplicity, the relationships remain true. Love starts with a glance and words exchanged on the dance floor, meets with obstacles and prevails in the end after being tried and tested. Nary a kiss is exchanged until the engagement. What a nice change from today, where people jump into bed with hardly a thought about the consequences.

Oh, yes. Nobody does that in Jane Austen’s novels. *coughWilloughbyElizaCrawfordMariaWickhamLydiacough*

Curiously, the authoress herself even acknowledges that in the previous paragraph. We don’t really have a problem with the article itself, we just find it curious that Jane Austen’s novels are used to illustrate it.

*love tap*


(And this reminds us–we haven’t forgotten about the Golden Cluebats, we’ve just been a trifle busy lately.)

Back in our day we had to read the classics unexpurgated uphill both ways barefoot in the snow



Bring out your Cluebats! reports that independent publisher Real Reads will be producing dumbed-down versions of all six of Jane Austen’s novels to appeal to tweens ages 8-13.

“It struck us that very few books are aimed at bridging the gap between children’s and grown-up books, and that there was a yawning gap in the children’s market for classics.

So what happens if the kids read “real” Jane Austen novels? Does it stunt their growth? Do they grow hair on their palms? Go blind? What?

“People might say, ‘Not Austen again’, and that’s the point-it’s not just Austen again,

No, it’s not Jane Austen, that’s for sure.

they are beautiful books that will open the classics up for young people and adults with little time on their hands. They are paperbacks with a dust cover that can be taken off, meaning that adults can read them in public without fear of being seen to read a children’s book.”

Wait just a cotton-pickin’ minute. Why in the world would an adult have to read a dumbed-down version of Jane Austen’s novels? Don’t we have Andrew Davies for that?

*beats Dumbed Down books into shreds with Cluebat of Janeite Righteousness*

Oh, and you kids get off our lawn!