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  • International Editions | Jane Austen Addict, home of author Laurie Viera Rigler
    It Reader Reactions Confessions Readers Rude Awakenings Readers International Editions Confessions International Rude Awakenings International The Audiobooks Confessions Audiobook Rude Awakenings Audiobook Press Reviews Interviews and More About Laurie Events Contact Blog Blog Tumblr Book Groups Confessions Group Guide Rude Awakenings Group Guide Invite Laurie To Your Group Your Book Group Photo Here Book Group Favorites Addictions Quizzes and Games Signs of Addiction Austen Reads Research Austen Links Other Cool Links CONFESSIONS OF A JANE AUSTEN ADDICT goes abroad International Editions United Kingdom Bloomsbury Nominated for the Jane Austen Centre s Regency World Award for Best New Fiction Reviewed in The Guardian and The Observer France Bragelonne French title CONFESSIONS D UNE FAN DE JANE AUSTEN Italy Sperling Kupfer Italian title SHOPPING CON JANE AUSTEN Un libro appassionante che racconta con arguzia l incontro con un altra epoca storica il Venerdì di Repubblica The Netherlands Archipel Dutch title BEKENTENISSEN VAN EEN JANE AUSTEN VERSLAAFDE Confessions Sub nav Books The Story The Characters Backstory Excerpts Reader Reactions International Editions The Audiobook Confessions Image Tweets from https twitter com austen addict lists twitter voices1 Purchase Image Purchase the Books Navigate Home Blog Readers Guides Invite Laurie To Your Group Quizzes and Games

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  • The Audiobook | Jane Austen Addict, home of author Laurie Viera Rigler
    Book Group Photo Here Book Group Favorites Addictions Quizzes and Games Signs of Addiction Austen Reads Research Austen Links Other Cool Links The Audiobook WINNER OF A PUBLISHERS WEEKLY LISTEN UP AWARD Here s what Publisher s Weekly had to say about the audiobook Orlagh Cassidy is delightfully fun as Courtney Stone a modern Los Angeles girl nursing a heartbreak who wakes up to find herself inhabiting the body and life of a Jane Austenesque Regency girl Cassidy is spot on with Courtney s California accent modern day moaning about men self analysis and doubt and sarcasm and then without missing a beat flips easily into the proper upper class English tones of Jane the Regency girl Courtney has replaced whose accent came with the body her pompous controlling mother her desperate suitor and her sympathetic best friend Orlagh s lively narration makes Courtney even more endearing and brings the colorful story to life Fans of Austen chick lit and romantic comedies should definitely put this one on their listening list About Orlagh Cassidy reader of the North American audiobook Orlagh Cassidy made her Broadway debut with Frank Langella in Present Laughter and was nominated for a Drama Desk Award for her performance in The Field Her film credits include Purple Violets Definitely Maybe and Spinning Into Butter Orlagh can be seen on the television soap Guiding Light Click below to order the North American audiobook at Amazon US Audible Books a Million US Indiebound your neighborhood indie bookstore US iTunes About Liza Ross reader of the UK audiobook In addition to her work in film and television At Home With the Braithwaites Emmerdale Farm Batman Liza Ross is frequently heard in BBC Radio Dramas such as The Stone Diaries and Little Women Click below to order the UK audiobook

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  • The Story | Jane Austen Addict, home of author Laurie Viera Rigler
    features as clearly as if they were right in the room with me How can this be I remember hearing you once say says the beautiful lady in the window to the gentleman dancing with her that you hardly ever forgave That your resentment once created was implacable You are very careful are you not in allowing your resentment to be created The gentleman dancing with her says I am And never allow yourself to be blinded by prejudice asks the lady I hope not says the gentleman May I ask to what these questions tend Merely to the illustration of your character says she I m trying to make it out I know these words I have read them It is the Netherfield Ball from my favorite book Pride and Prejudice and the gentleman and lady are Mr Darcy and Miss Elizabeth Bennet To think that Elizabeth and Darcy are real people and that I am watching them right now through a window This is something I cannot explain nor can I make sense of the fact that they are apparently far away yet completely distinguishable I shall call out to the lady and see if she can solve the mystery I beg your pardon Miss Bennet We have not been introduced but I seem to be your neighbor and I am lost Can you hear me But the brightly lit figures in the window make no sign of having heard me though I continue to hear their conversation as clearly as if they were right here in the room with me I reach out my hand to the glass box and touch its hard shiny surface I tap on the glass to see if I can get the attention of the figures inside no luck I move my face closer to the glass to see if I can get a better look but indeed the figures look flatter and less real somehow the closer I am to the window How very curious But that is not the worst of it Odder still is the sound of my own voice which is as a matter of fact not my voice at all Hello Miss Bennet I say marveling at the tone and accent of what issues from my own mouth and not at this point expecting Miss Bennet to hear me The voice is not my own the accent having hints of something almost of Bristol and perhaps a bit like Captain Stevens sounded when he was imitating people who lived in the Americas How incensed my mother would be if she could hear me speak like a barbaric American Delightful thought I glance around the strange room again and at the glass window with the people from Pride and Prejudice conversing with one another as if I were not here trying to get their attention and all at once I understand Of course I am having a dream Nothing like the other dreams I have had in which I also knew I was dreaming but a dream nevertheless What a relief to know that I do not have to ascertain where I am or find my way back to my own room all I have to do is wake up In the meantime I shall divert myself by finding out if Barnes is here and if so where surely she would delight as much as I in the wondrous sight and sound of Lizzy and Darcy dancing in the glass rectangle I shall put on my dressing gown and explore Where might the gowns be kept I open a door revealing at least two yards of hanging garments none of which look like my own clothes I pull out a long filmy sashed thing it might do If only there were a looking glass Ah there it is on the other side of the door to this vast repository of garments I pull open the door and see a petite pale haired young woman in the glass She and I gasp in unison I wheel around for the woman must be behind me but there is only the empty room Except for Miss Bennet and Mr Darcy that is I turn back to the mirror and the truth literally stares me in the face I am looking at my own reflection An Airing 21st Century Style Author s Note Imagine that you have just arrived in today s Los Angeles from 1813 England and you are having your very first ride in a curious horseless equipage called a car It is as fast as a fast moving carriage and without horses But then it is much faster than a carriage and the street is full of other cars in a variety of shapes sizes and colors all moving faster and faster until ours speeds onto a vast stretch of road divided by painted lines into equally spaced sections full of these strange machines all racing as if the devil were in pursuit and I realize that I have grabbed on to Wes s arm with one hand and am gripping a handle protruding from my door with another Wait no too fast I Are you all right Wes says Please do slow down I can barely get the words out I am beginning to gasp for breath all these cars speeding down this endless road racing one another emitting blasts like a ship s horn a large black squarish monster of a machine roars past Paula s car and slips in front of her and we nearly crash into its rear this is hell this is hell I know this is hell how did I end up in hell cannot get enough air cannot breathe She s hyperventilating says Wes Paula meets my eyes via a mirror that is above the inside wheel You want me to pull over darling Are you going to be sick Courtney Wes says I cannot answer just yet I force myself to

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  • The Story | Jane Austen Addict, home of author Laurie Viera Rigler
    features as clearly as if they were right in the room with me How can this be I remember hearing you once say says the beautiful lady in the window to the gentleman dancing with her that you hardly ever forgave That your resentment once created was implacable You are very careful are you not in allowing your resentment to be created The gentleman dancing with her says I am And never allow yourself to be blinded by prejudice asks the lady I hope not says the gentleman May I ask to what these questions tend Merely to the illustration of your character says she I m trying to make it out I know these words I have read them It is the Netherfield Ball from my favorite book Pride and Prejudice and the gentleman and lady are Mr Darcy and Miss Elizabeth Bennet To think that Elizabeth and Darcy are real people and that I am watching them right now through a window This is something I cannot explain nor can I make sense of the fact that they are apparently far away yet completely distinguishable I shall call out to the lady and see if she can solve the mystery I beg your pardon Miss Bennet We have not been introduced but I seem to be your neighbor and I am lost Can you hear me But the brightly lit figures in the window make no sign of having heard me though I continue to hear their conversation as clearly as if they were right here in the room with me I reach out my hand to the glass box and touch its hard shiny surface I tap on the glass to see if I can get the attention of the figures inside no luck I move my face closer to the glass to see if I can get a better look but indeed the figures look flatter and less real somehow the closer I am to the window How very curious But that is not the worst of it Odder still is the sound of my own voice which is as a matter of fact not my voice at all Hello Miss Bennet I say marveling at the tone and accent of what issues from my own mouth and not at this point expecting Miss Bennet to hear me The voice is not my own the accent having hints of something almost of Bristol and perhaps a bit like Captain Stevens sounded when he was imitating people who lived in the Americas How incensed my mother would be if she could hear me speak like a barbaric American Delightful thought I glance around the strange room again and at the glass window with the people from Pride and Prejudice conversing with one another as if I were not here trying to get their attention and all at once I understand Of course I am having a dream Nothing like the other dreams I have had in which I also knew I was dreaming but a dream nevertheless What a relief to know that I do not have to ascertain where I am or find my way back to my own room all I have to do is wake up In the meantime I shall divert myself by finding out if Barnes is here and if so where surely she would delight as much as I in the wondrous sight and sound of Lizzy and Darcy dancing in the glass rectangle I shall put on my dressing gown and explore Where might the gowns be kept I open a door revealing at least two yards of hanging garments none of which look like my own clothes I pull out a long filmy sashed thing it might do If only there were a looking glass Ah there it is on the other side of the door to this vast repository of garments I pull open the door and see a petite pale haired young woman in the glass She and I gasp in unison I wheel around for the woman must be behind me but there is only the empty room Except for Miss Bennet and Mr Darcy that is I turn back to the mirror and the truth literally stares me in the face I am looking at my own reflection An Airing 21st Century Style Author s Note Imagine that you have just arrived in today s Los Angeles from 1813 England and you are having your very first ride in a curious horseless equipage called a car It is as fast as a fast moving carriage and without horses But then it is much faster than a carriage and the street is full of other cars in a variety of shapes sizes and colors all moving faster and faster until ours speeds onto a vast stretch of road divided by painted lines into equally spaced sections full of these strange machines all racing as if the devil were in pursuit and I realize that I have grabbed on to Wes s arm with one hand and am gripping a handle protruding from my door with another Wait no too fast I Are you all right Wes says Please do slow down I can barely get the words out I am beginning to gasp for breath all these cars speeding down this endless road racing one another emitting blasts like a ship s horn a large black squarish monster of a machine roars past Paula s car and slips in front of her and we nearly crash into its rear this is hell this is hell I know this is hell how did I end up in hell cannot get enough air cannot breathe She s hyperventilating says Wes Paula meets my eyes via a mirror that is above the inside wheel You want me to pull over darling Are you going to be sick Courtney Wes says I cannot answer just yet I force myself to

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  • The Story | Jane Austen Addict, home of author Laurie Viera Rigler
    features as clearly as if they were right in the room with me How can this be I remember hearing you once say says the beautiful lady in the window to the gentleman dancing with her that you hardly ever forgave That your resentment once created was implacable You are very careful are you not in allowing your resentment to be created The gentleman dancing with her says I am And never allow yourself to be blinded by prejudice asks the lady I hope not says the gentleman May I ask to what these questions tend Merely to the illustration of your character says she I m trying to make it out I know these words I have read them It is the Netherfield Ball from my favorite book Pride and Prejudice and the gentleman and lady are Mr Darcy and Miss Elizabeth Bennet To think that Elizabeth and Darcy are real people and that I am watching them right now through a window This is something I cannot explain nor can I make sense of the fact that they are apparently far away yet completely distinguishable I shall call out to the lady and see if she can solve the mystery I beg your pardon Miss Bennet We have not been introduced but I seem to be your neighbor and I am lost Can you hear me But the brightly lit figures in the window make no sign of having heard me though I continue to hear their conversation as clearly as if they were right here in the room with me I reach out my hand to the glass box and touch its hard shiny surface I tap on the glass to see if I can get the attention of the figures inside no luck I move my face closer to the glass to see if I can get a better look but indeed the figures look flatter and less real somehow the closer I am to the window How very curious But that is not the worst of it Odder still is the sound of my own voice which is as a matter of fact not my voice at all Hello Miss Bennet I say marveling at the tone and accent of what issues from my own mouth and not at this point expecting Miss Bennet to hear me The voice is not my own the accent having hints of something almost of Bristol and perhaps a bit like Captain Stevens sounded when he was imitating people who lived in the Americas How incensed my mother would be if she could hear me speak like a barbaric American Delightful thought I glance around the strange room again and at the glass window with the people from Pride and Prejudice conversing with one another as if I were not here trying to get their attention and all at once I understand Of course I am having a dream Nothing like the other dreams I have had in which I also knew I was dreaming but a dream nevertheless What a relief to know that I do not have to ascertain where I am or find my way back to my own room all I have to do is wake up In the meantime I shall divert myself by finding out if Barnes is here and if so where surely she would delight as much as I in the wondrous sight and sound of Lizzy and Darcy dancing in the glass rectangle I shall put on my dressing gown and explore Where might the gowns be kept I open a door revealing at least two yards of hanging garments none of which look like my own clothes I pull out a long filmy sashed thing it might do If only there were a looking glass Ah there it is on the other side of the door to this vast repository of garments I pull open the door and see a petite pale haired young woman in the glass She and I gasp in unison I wheel around for the woman must be behind me but there is only the empty room Except for Miss Bennet and Mr Darcy that is I turn back to the mirror and the truth literally stares me in the face I am looking at my own reflection An Airing 21st Century Style Author s Note Imagine that you have just arrived in today s Los Angeles from 1813 England and you are having your very first ride in a curious horseless equipage called a car It is as fast as a fast moving carriage and without horses But then it is much faster than a carriage and the street is full of other cars in a variety of shapes sizes and colors all moving faster and faster until ours speeds onto a vast stretch of road divided by painted lines into equally spaced sections full of these strange machines all racing as if the devil were in pursuit and I realize that I have grabbed on to Wes s arm with one hand and am gripping a handle protruding from my door with another Wait no too fast I Are you all right Wes says Please do slow down I can barely get the words out I am beginning to gasp for breath all these cars speeding down this endless road racing one another emitting blasts like a ship s horn a large black squarish monster of a machine roars past Paula s car and slips in front of her and we nearly crash into its rear this is hell this is hell I know this is hell how did I end up in hell cannot get enough air cannot breathe She s hyperventilating says Wes Paula meets my eyes via a mirror that is above the inside wheel You want me to pull over darling Are you going to be sick Courtney Wes says I cannot answer just yet I force myself to

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  • The Story | Jane Austen Addict, home of author Laurie Viera Rigler
    features as clearly as if they were right in the room with me How can this be I remember hearing you once say says the beautiful lady in the window to the gentleman dancing with her that you hardly ever forgave That your resentment once created was implacable You are very careful are you not in allowing your resentment to be created The gentleman dancing with her says I am And never allow yourself to be blinded by prejudice asks the lady I hope not says the gentleman May I ask to what these questions tend Merely to the illustration of your character says she I m trying to make it out I know these words I have read them It is the Netherfield Ball from my favorite book Pride and Prejudice and the gentleman and lady are Mr Darcy and Miss Elizabeth Bennet To think that Elizabeth and Darcy are real people and that I am watching them right now through a window This is something I cannot explain nor can I make sense of the fact that they are apparently far away yet completely distinguishable I shall call out to the lady and see if she can solve the mystery I beg your pardon Miss Bennet We have not been introduced but I seem to be your neighbor and I am lost Can you hear me But the brightly lit figures in the window make no sign of having heard me though I continue to hear their conversation as clearly as if they were right here in the room with me I reach out my hand to the glass box and touch its hard shiny surface I tap on the glass to see if I can get the attention of the figures inside no luck I move my face closer to the glass to see if I can get a better look but indeed the figures look flatter and less real somehow the closer I am to the window How very curious But that is not the worst of it Odder still is the sound of my own voice which is as a matter of fact not my voice at all Hello Miss Bennet I say marveling at the tone and accent of what issues from my own mouth and not at this point expecting Miss Bennet to hear me The voice is not my own the accent having hints of something almost of Bristol and perhaps a bit like Captain Stevens sounded when he was imitating people who lived in the Americas How incensed my mother would be if she could hear me speak like a barbaric American Delightful thought I glance around the strange room again and at the glass window with the people from Pride and Prejudice conversing with one another as if I were not here trying to get their attention and all at once I understand Of course I am having a dream Nothing like the other dreams I have had in which I also knew I was dreaming but a dream nevertheless What a relief to know that I do not have to ascertain where I am or find my way back to my own room all I have to do is wake up In the meantime I shall divert myself by finding out if Barnes is here and if so where surely she would delight as much as I in the wondrous sight and sound of Lizzy and Darcy dancing in the glass rectangle I shall put on my dressing gown and explore Where might the gowns be kept I open a door revealing at least two yards of hanging garments none of which look like my own clothes I pull out a long filmy sashed thing it might do If only there were a looking glass Ah there it is on the other side of the door to this vast repository of garments I pull open the door and see a petite pale haired young woman in the glass She and I gasp in unison I wheel around for the woman must be behind me but there is only the empty room Except for Miss Bennet and Mr Darcy that is I turn back to the mirror and the truth literally stares me in the face I am looking at my own reflection An Airing 21st Century Style Author s Note Imagine that you have just arrived in today s Los Angeles from 1813 England and you are having your very first ride in a curious horseless equipage called a car It is as fast as a fast moving carriage and without horses But then it is much faster than a carriage and the street is full of other cars in a variety of shapes sizes and colors all moving faster and faster until ours speeds onto a vast stretch of road divided by painted lines into equally spaced sections full of these strange machines all racing as if the devil were in pursuit and I realize that I have grabbed on to Wes s arm with one hand and am gripping a handle protruding from my door with another Wait no too fast I Are you all right Wes says Please do slow down I can barely get the words out I am beginning to gasp for breath all these cars speeding down this endless road racing one another emitting blasts like a ship s horn a large black squarish monster of a machine roars past Paula s car and slips in front of her and we nearly crash into its rear this is hell this is hell I know this is hell how did I end up in hell cannot get enough air cannot breathe She s hyperventilating says Wes Paula meets my eyes via a mirror that is above the inside wheel You want me to pull over darling Are you going to be sick Courtney Wes says I cannot answer just yet I force myself to

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  • Reader Reactions | Jane Austen Addict, home of author Laurie Viera Rigler
    it even more than the first one Nili Olay Coordinator of JASNA NY Jane Austen Society of North America New York Region There s so much insight into the mind of the modern girl it made me think a lot I love that Ana Sofia I am currently listening to the second book I love them write more Marianne Just finished RUDE AWAKENINGS OF A JANE AUSTEN ADDICT andi loved it thank you Terri Thanks again for another witty warm and lovely novel Lauire I must go and telll the Norwegian people Hilda from Bergen Norway thank you for your books I love them I read RUDE AWAKENING OF A JANE AUSTEN ADDICT in one day and now I m reading for the second time JANE AUSTEN ADDICT in italian unfortunately because my english it s not good Elena from Italy had the best time with Rude Awakenings skillfully written and clever turns in the story Thanks and now do speed up with your next novel will you Dieuwke I am LOVING it Stacy I loved the relate ability bits of intrigue and the sweeping finale Loved it I hope it gets translated onto screen Christina I am currently reading Rude Awakenings for the second time this month It just motivates me so much especially because I relate to Miss Stone in the job aspect portion Reading her story makes me feel so motivated I relate to her so much especially because I adore Miss Austen I now understand why children re watch the same movies over and over again it IS comforting I also adore your books you are by far one of my most favorite authors of this time Alexandria Just finished RUDE AWAKENINGS OF A JANE AUSTEN ADDICT and I absolutely loved it Ki I loved the

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  • International Editions | Jane Austen Addict, home of author Laurie Viera Rigler
    Confessions Group Guide Rude Awakenings Group Guide Invite Laurie To Your Group Your Book Group Photo Here Book Group Favorites Addictions Quizzes and Games Signs of Addiction Austen Reads Research Austen Links Other Cool Links International Editions UK Bloomsbury France Bragelonne French title TRIBULATIONS D UNE FAN DE JANE AUSTEN Italy Sperling Kupfer Italian title IN VIAGGIO CON JANE AUSTEN Rude Awakenings Sub nav Books The Story The Characters Backstory

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