January, what a month! My standards for post-holiday-winter are low, so I’m calling January a smashing success just because nobody got the flu.
TV & Movies
I’m loving the Lizzie Bennet Diaries . I can’t believe I’m obsessed with a web series, but it’s fantastic. I’m so impressed with the way they updated Georgiana’s elopement, and Lydia’s running off with Wickham. Great stuff, and now that the ending of the series is actually in sight I’m so happy Hank Green is planning a follow-up. He’s been hinting at another Austen title, or perhaps Jane Eyre or a Bronte work. I’m game.
While we’re talking Lizzie Bennet, read this: Pride and Prejudice at 200: Stop Looking for Mr. Darcy!
I’m still loving Downton Abbey (though I hate having to watch it episode-by-episode with the rest of the unfortunate Americans). For Downton-related humor, try this: If Downton Abbey Took Place Entirely on Facebook.
I finally got to the theater to see Les Mis. Will and I were 2 of the 6 people in the theater for a 10am showing in Dayton, Ohio, because we were out of town for a wedding, childcare was taken care of, and we’d take what we could get. I was so prepared to require 3 boxes of Kleenex that I felt downright stoic when I only needed half a box.
While we’re talking Les Mis, check out this flash mob from the cast of Les Mis in Warsaw. It’s in Polish, but who cares? We all know the words. (Isn’t Enjolras terrific??)
Also loving: Pitch Perfect. A capella groups were big at my college and this brought back so. many. memories.
Lots of great writing links on the web this month. My favorite: Just Keep Writing.
Also loved: Let’s Talk About the Early 30s Breakdown. YES.
On My Bookshelf:
Since I’ve been off coffee and wine, I’ve drunk my body weight in herbal tea this month. I need some new flavors besides Ruby Red Chai and Mint Melange; got any suggestions?
On the Blog
Over on Modern Mrs Darcy, I finally completed a long-awaited redesign. I kinda like it.
I’m joining in with my friend Leigh Kramer for her What I’m Into link-up. And yes, I’m publishing this in the middle of the Super Bowl because I just. don’t. care.