textbox confessionals

A plea to those who may read this: do not throw stones when I make this confession. It's perfectly legal. I have done no wrong. It's no big deal. I'm sure lots of women have never read Pride and Prejudice, in fact I'm sure there are many women who have no desire to read Pride and Prejudice. I'm not alone in this. STOP JUDGING ME. I'll read it soon, okay?!

I'm glad we got that out of the way, even if I was lying about reading it soon. (I do, however, have the six hour BBC version on DVD, which I must watch by next week.) Normally, I wouldn't even bring it up, but in this case it is relevant, being one of the texts that will be discussed during the panel I am chairing and all. I finally made my confession to the girls today during a meeting, after listening to them spend twenty minutes fight for the honour of being the one to discuss the book in-detail. They took the news well, much better than I expected considering how many women out there are flat-0ut rabid fans.

Not that I'm disparaging of rabid fans, they are the reason we chose Pride and Prejudice as one of the texts for our panel. It's popularity fits with our examination of what makes a text long-lasting/popular. Choosing texts was really hard. The deadline is creeping up and we are still arguing over Virginia Woolf vs James Joyce in relevance to the topic. The Waves or Ulysses? A room of ones own or Portrait of an Artist?
Decisions, decisions.

In the meantime, anyone know any recipes for coconut ice? We're planning a bake sale to pay for the cost of venue hire and refreshments, those funds won't raise themselves.