Villette Read-Along: Chapters 12-17

I seem to have spent all of my normal-review-writing-skills on a particularly taxing one last night, so all that Villette gets this time around is some bits that you get to piece together.  (my apologies!)

One thing I know,

These chapters didn't inspire me

to be insightful or delightful.

They weren't horrid, just a bit of a bore.

Closer to vapid than lively,

to mundane than intrigue.

Although, there was this one part

With some insight into stage fright just might--change my life:

"That first speech was the difficulty; 

it revealed to me this fact, 

that it was not the crowd I feared, 

so much as my own voice."

The humor wasn't absent, nor was the writing poor.

I still have hopes, I'm not done yet.

I'm glad the Brettons have resurfaced,

even if Lucy is still vague--rather unreliable, they say--

and hope this means we soon will meet

the [comparatively] grown up Polly.

Villette still remains more engaging, more fun,

than some other classics I happen to be reading

And if I don't identify with Lucy so much,

at least I'm appreciating her depth as a character.

One of my favorite quotes thus far:

"Medicine can give nobody good spirits."

Happy pill, anyone?