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A review by middle_name_joy
Jane and the Damned by Janet Mullany
2.0
Jane and the Damned paired up two of my favorite things: Jane Austen and vampires. The first few dates were okay, if a little boring and slow-moving. Then the relationship took off a bit, and things started to gel, though all was not bliss; wasn’t there supposed to be more of a connection, a palpable intimacy, by now? And alas, when it really mattered, there just wasn’t enough of a spark to kindle the fire of love and devotion. Courtship over.
I thought the premise was jaunty enough to enjoy, but I found myself irked by its execution. The writing was choppy. The characters were flat. The dialogue often had no flow. There were bright moments, many courtesy of George Prince of Wales. But overall, I think the problem was Jane herself. I didn’t buy her ho-hum reaction to being Damned. She was the daughter of a minister! The only thing that resonated was her ache to write, and the ironic notion that her books—not being a vampire—was her true ticket to immortality.
I thought the premise was jaunty enough to enjoy, but I found myself irked by its execution. The writing was choppy. The characters were flat. The dialogue often had no flow. There were bright moments, many courtesy of George Prince of Wales. But overall, I think the problem was Jane herself. I didn’t buy her ho-hum reaction to being Damned. She was the daughter of a minister! The only thing that resonated was her ache to write, and the ironic notion that her books—not being a vampire—was her true ticket to immortality.