This book was a little more lively, and good company on the bus, and it was again fun to see what the contemporary writer would do with Jane Austen's characters and plot. In this one, Cat Morland is a home-schooled vicar's daughter from a small village in the 'quaint, sheltered Piddle Valley in Dorset,' who languishes at home reading vampire novels until she is invited to go with the Allens to the Fringe Festival in Edinburgh. She meets the Thorpes and the Tilneys, and everything (I think} that happened in Northanger Abbey happens in Northanger Abbey. But some characters here seem deliberately overdrawn (Bella Thorpe as a vapid valley girl) or too thoughtful and earnest, and the 'twist' near the end was just annoying. I'm still holding out hopes for Alexander McCall Smith and his Emma, but these books don't seem able to hold a candle to the modern writers' own books, or (of course) to the real Jane.
Speaking of which, my plan for this long weekend (it's going to be a little rainy) is to sleep late and re-read Mansfield Park, in honor of its 200th anniversary this month. Hope you have something equally nice in store. :)