I judge books by their covers
No no no no, but I was sitting in a rather packed waiting room the other day and almost everyone was on their phones, several of them turned up. I was the only one sitting there with a book. I feel sorry for the people who can't get lost in a book. (Btw, almost missed my number being called because of reading).
While debating literature’s greatest heroines with her best friend,thirtysomething playwright Samantha Ellis has a revelation—her whole life,she's been trying to be Cathy Earnshaw of Wuthering Heights when she shouldhave been trying to be Jane Eyre. With this discovery, she embarks on a retrospective look at the literaryladies—the characters and the writers—whom she has loved since childhood. Fromearly obsessions with the March sisters to her later idolization of SylviaPlath, Ellis evaluates