I first came to Jane Austen preÂpared to disÂlike her, reared as I had been to think of good ficÂtion as socialÂly transÂgresÂsive, experÂiÂmenÂtal, full of heavy, life-or-death moral conÂflicts and exisÂtenÂtialÂist anti-heroes; of extremes of dread and sorÂrow or alienÂatÂed extremes of their lack. Austen’s charÂacÂters seemed too perky and perÂfect, too cirÂcumÂscribed and wholeÂsome, too untrouÂbled by inner despair or outÂer calamiÂty to offer much in the way of interÂest or examÂple.
This is an opinÂion shared by more perÂcepÂtive readÂers than myself, includÂing CharÂlotte BronÂtĂ«, who called Pride and PrejÂuÂdice “an accuÂrate daguerreoÂtype porÂtrait of a comÂmonÂplace face.” BronÂtĂ« “disÂliked [Austen] exceedÂingÂly,” writes author Mary Stolz in an introÂducÂtion to Emma. The author of Jane Eyre proÂnounced that “Miss Austen is only shrewd and obserÂvant,” where a novÂelÂist like George Sand is “sagaÂcious and proÂfound.”
A curÂsoÂry readÂing of Austen can seem to conÂfirm Brontë’s faint praise. ConÂsidÂer the first descripÂtion of her heroÂine matchÂmakÂer, Emma:
Emma WoodÂhouse, handÂsome, clever, and rich, with a comÂfortÂable home and hapÂpy disÂpoÂsiÂtion, seemed to unite some of the best blessÂings of exisÂtence, and had lived nearÂly twenÂty-one years in the world with very litÂtle to disÂtress or vex her.
No great, shockÂing disÂasÂters befall Emma. She is bufÂfetÂed neiÂther by war nor poverÂty, crime, disÂease, oppresÂsion or any othÂer essenÂtialÂly draÂmatÂic conÂflict. She ends the novÂel joinÂing hands in marÂriage with charmÂing genÂtleÂman farmer Mr. KnightÂly, conÂtent, maybe ever-after, in “perÂfect hapÂpiÂness.”
Rarely if ever in Austen do we find the torÂments, spirÂiÂtuÂal strivÂings, subÂlime and grotesque imagÂinÂings, proÂto-sciÂence-ficÂtion, and world-hisÂtorÂiÂcal conÂsciousÂness of conÂtemÂpoÂraries like William Blake, Samuel TayÂlor Coleridge, or Mary ShelÂley. Austen is “famous,” writes Stolz, “for havÂing lived through the periÂod of the French RevÂoÂluÂtion withÂout ever menÂtionÂing it in her writÂings.”
To see this as a criÂtique, howÂevÂer, is to seriÂousÂly misÂjudge her. “She did not deal in revÂoÂluÂtions of this order. Not a travÂeled woman, she wrote only of what she knew”: life in EngÂlish counÂtry vilÂlages, the traÂvails of “love and monÂey,” as she put it, the everyÂday longÂings, courÂteÂsies, and disÂcourÂteÂsies that make up the majorÂiÂty of our everyÂday lives.
We can see Austen doing just that in her own hand at the Jane Austen’s FicÂtion ManÂuÂscripts DigÂiÂtal EdiÂtion. A colÂlecÂtion of scanned manÂuÂscripts from the Bodleian, British Library, PierÂpont MorÂgan Library, priÂvate colÂlecÂtors, and King’s ColÂlege, CamÂbridge, this project “repÂreÂsents every stage of her writÂing career and a variÂety of physÂiÂcal states: workÂing drafts, fair copies, and handÂwritÂten pubÂliÂcaÂtions for priÂvate cirÂcuÂlaÂtion.”
This is priÂmarÂiÂly a resource for scholÂars; much of this work has been pubÂlished in printÂed ediÂtions, includÂing the JuveÂnilÂia (read some of that writÂing here) and unfinÂished drafts like The WatÂsons and her last, uncomÂpletÂed, novÂel, SanÂdiÂton. (One still-in-print 1975 ediÂtion colÂlects the three unfinÂished novÂels found at the digÂiÂtal colÂlecÂtion). Each digÂiÂtal ediÂtion of the manÂuÂscript includes a head note on the texÂtuÂal hisÂtoÂry, proveÂnance, and physÂiÂcal strucÂture, as well as a tranÂscripÂtion of the text. There is also an option to view a “diploÂmatÂic ediÂtion” that tranÂscribes the text with all of Austen’s corÂrecÂtions and addiÂtions.
Yet any Austen fan will appreÂciÂate seeÂing her witÂty, inciÂsive style change and take shape in her own neat script. In an age of superÂheroes, hisÂtorÂiÂcal and fanÂtaÂsy epics, and dystopiÂan fanÂtasies, we are beset by “the big Bow-Wow strain,” as WalÂter Scott self-effacÂingÂly called his own novÂels. In Austen’s writÂing, we find what Scott described as an “exquisÂite touch which renÂders comÂmonÂplace things and charÂacÂters interÂestÂing from the truth of the descripÂtion and the senÂtiÂment.” She wraps her truths in wicked irony and a satirÂiÂcal voice, but they are truths we recÂogÂnize as wise and comÂpasÂsionÂate in her domesÂtic draÂmas and our own.
Austen knew well that her setÂtings and charÂacÂters were limÂitÂed. She made no apoloÂgies for it and clearÂly needn’t have. “Three or four famÂiÂlies in a counÂtry vilÂlage,” she wrote to her niece Anna, “is the very thing to work on.” She also knew well the uniÂverÂsal tenÂdenÂcies that blind us to the variÂety found withÂin the everyÂday, whether our everyÂday is a sleepy counÂtry vilÂlage life or a tech-laden, 21st-cenÂtuÂry city.
She almost seems to sigh weariÂly in Emma when she observes, “human nature is so well disÂposed toward those who are in interÂestÂing sitÂuÂaÂtions” … so much so that we fail to notice what’s going on all around us all the time. She wrote neiÂther for monÂey nor fame, and her work wasn’t even pubÂlished with her name until after her death in July 1817, but she has since become fierceÂly beloved for the very qualÂiÂties BronÂtĂ« disÂparÂaged.
Austen didn’t miss a thing, which makes her novÂels as canÂny and insightÂful (and big-screen and fan-ficÂtion adaptÂable) as when they were first writÂten over two-hunÂdred years ago. Enter the Jane Austen’s FicÂtion ManÂuÂscripts DigÂiÂtal EdiÂtion here.
RelatÂed ConÂtent:
An AniÂmatÂed IntroÂducÂtion to Jane Austen
DownÂload the Major Works of Jane Austen as Free eBooks & Audio Books
Jane Austen Used Pins to Edit Her ManÂuÂscripts: Before the Word ProcesÂsor & White-Out
Josh Jones is a writer and musiÂcian based in WashÂingÂton, DC. FolÂlow him at @jdmagness
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