The letters of Jane Austen (1775-1817) have traditionally been considered of much less interest than her novels, peppered as they are with domestic events, local gossip & changes in the weather. But, as Vivien Jones shows in her brilliant introduction, there is a "serious humour which underpins her serious gossip" and which has been mistaken by other critics and readers as "heartless wit" (see Carol Houlihan Flynn). "Far from limiting its interest," Jones goes on, "the intensely private but nevertheless anti-confessional nature of Austen's correspondence is paradoxically one of its most revealing features."
What Austen's letters lack in open candour - to be found, for example, in the private correspondence of Charlotte Brontė - they gain in wit. She is brutally funny about a local death: "the Neighbourhood have quite recovered [from] the death of Mrs Rider - so much so, that I think they are rather rejoiced at it now" (to Cassandra, January 1801) and about visitors to Steventon: "I do not want people to be agreeable, as it saves me the trouble of liking them a great deal" (Christmas 1798). Even when facing death, Austen's wit remains uninjured, telling her niece Fanny Knight that "Sickness is a dangerous Indulgence at my time of life" (March 1817). Almost two-thirds of Austen's correspondence is covered in this volume, including letters to her publishers - in which she often attempts to accelerate the printing process and get a fairer deal for her novels (often without success) - as well as to her friend Martha Lloyd, her brother Frank, the Prince Regent's librarian, and her last will and testament written three months before her death aged 41. The majority of the letters are, unsurprisingly, written to her beloved sister Cassandra (who also nursed her through her final illness) when they were parted.
She gives literary advice to her niece Anna, whose attempt at a novel went unfinished and was burnt after her aunt's death. And love advice to Fanny - "the delight of [her] life" - in which she first advises against marrying without love ("Nothing can compare to the misery of being bound without Love", November 1814) and later warns against the poverty of remaining unwed ("Single women have a dreadful propensity for being poor", March 1817). Surprisingly, there is more historical reference than the Austen myth would suggest; she often refers to events reported on that day in The Times.
Austen's lack of paragraphs - common at that time to save on postage which was charged to the recipient by the sheet - doesn't always make for an easy read, but enables us to read the letters as they would have been read (it would have been nice to have a facsimile of a letter included so readers could experience her handwriting, too).