I love reading Jane Austen's novels, and recently managed to grab a set of 3 (Pride and Prejudice, Sense and Sensibilty, and Emma) for $10 (AUD, remember). Reading Emma through properly for the second time, I've realised I am perhaps more like Emma than any of Austen's other main characters -- a character with so many flaws that I may be a heroine only my Author could love. (I warned you in the title of melodrama!)
I don't even particularly like Emma, and her flaws are not my flaws, but I sympathise with her (you can sympathise with a literary character, right?). And in the end, I am jealous. Look at who she marries! Mr Knightley is my favourite romantic interest. Yes, Darcy comes a (very close) second to Mr Knightley.
But, I know I have no need to freak out that no-one but my Heavenly Father will love me, and so I persevere, and will now introduce you to a few of the candidates for my affection (though they may not know it yet).
One of my real life romantic interests, who I'll refer to as Texas Ranger, gets back from his mission in November this year. He served in my ward, and I had to avoid him because (a) that's not what missionaries are here for, (b) how embarrassing if he finds out!, and (c) it's hard to be coherent when there's a guy in the room who melts you. He did mention one time that he'd like to catch up after his mission, and I obsess over whether or not he was just being polite, because he'll be at our YSA convention over New Year's. He's been out of our ward now for over a month, and I can't remember what he said or how he said it, or even if I'm making the whole thing up. Craziness, right? I know! I just can't stop it once I start! So, life being what it is, I try to pretend it isn't an issue, and I'll ignore it until I have the opportunity to act. And I'll try to stop feeding the obsessiveness.
Now that it's spring, I've come out of hibernation mode and I'm spending more time with Young Single Adults in smaller groups rather than just at Dances and Firesides (though the Ball will be another post). We went rock climbing a couple of days ago, and had a movie night tonight. I had the chance to chat with a guy that is very interesting and seems to have a similar taste to me. We'll call him Westley. His accent is british, which makes him alluringly exotic and at the same time, still safely familiar. I don't know him very well yet, but I hope to get a chance.
Not by any means an exhaustive list (only two? we may only be 10 percent of the way there! And I'm only slightly joking). I have merely mentioned the strongest and most recent to enter the sentimental landscape of my imagination as romantic interests. There will be more to come.
Melodramatica
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Posted by missOlea at 11:43 PM
Labels: Austen, potential love interests, YSA
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