Nothing very much happened except that the central character, Emily Albright, kept meeting Mr Darcy, the actual, literary character from Pride and Prejudice. He was from the 18th century - britches, coat tails and riding crop included - and was very confused by her dress, her language and the fact that she didn't have servants. Of course there was a delightful scene where he takes her for a midnight horse-ride to a castle, and I'm sure there was a moment when the poor man fell into a pond and got his shirt all wet... but when she began to think him a bit boring and wished they could have a good natter about the 'X Factor or American Idol... or something' , that was when I should have called it a day. I only finished it because I hate to leave a book unread and how I begrudge those wasted hours now!
One line from the text reads something like: '...there are Jane Austen fans and there are Jane Austen FANS...' Here, the narrator admits that she wasn't the latter. It says so much.
I think this is a book for those who have watched the Kiera Knightley movie of Pride and Prejudice perhaps and have heard of Colin Firth - not for those who actually love the book. I spent most of my time thinking why am I reading this when I could be reading Jane Austen! A good title, but a wasted opportunity. Stylistically, it was quite teenage in it's simplicity, although the central character is meant to be almost 30 years old. It just shows the power of a good cover to sell books... which was by far the best thing about this one. What can I say, I was sucked in by the marketing. My apologies Miss Austen, for ever going astray .
My advice to you would be to give it a miss and read the original text instead
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