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Pride and Prejudice-- The Tweet Story of 2009

Imagine how Jane Austen would feel to live in a 140 character world where briefs are king and too many words are instantly tuned out. I think she’d still find a way to poke fun and satirize our techy times. But, oh, what a difference in how. Do you think some of her most famous quotes would now look like this?

It is well known, though unwritten law that a single man in possession of a Fortune 500 company must be in want of a tax deduction.

Mrs. Bennett’s business was to get her daughters married, or failing that, placed in a reality show.

Mr. Darcy didn’t IM or Text or Twitter. It was rumored he denied everyone on Facebook, set his MySpace to private and had a restraining order against the paparazzi.

“Liz is okay,” he admitted in a chat room, “but not really tempting. I am not about to friend her just to add to her MySpace count when she has so few friends to begin with.”

Lizzie texted his comments to her friend Charlotte and added, “I could easily forget his insult if he hadn’t posted it on YouTube too.”

“Don’t rule him out,” Charlotte IM’d back.. “Marriage is like Lotto, you are better gambling on what you don’t know than settling with what you do.”

“It is your turn to talk now, Mr. Darcy,” Ms. Bennett said at their next meeting. “I talked about the weather and you should now make some comment about the latest celebrity scandal or who will win Survivor.”

It’s just not the same is it?
I could go on, but I hear the echo of Lady Catherine voice in protest, “Are the shades of Pemberley to be thus polluted?” (An actual quote from Pride and Prejudice)


I write historical fiction to celebrate a different time and world. How else could I travel to meet such wonderful characters? I cannot write like Jane, but, as you can see when comparing the original to the parody, no one should even try.

In my stories I hope that you will find faith, humor and maybe a hint of all the influences like Jane Austen that have been inspirations for my writing journey. For like Jane, I write to poke fun too, though at a different target. One that needs satirized most.

(With apologies to Austen for yet another mangled phrase) “For what do we live, but to make sport for our memories, and laugh at ourselves in perpetuity?” 

I guess what I’m trying to say is this: Take God seriously, but yourself not so much so.