I have been reading this new book called THE JANE AUSTEN BOOK CLUB by Karen Joy Fowler and it has a character that sounds very familiar. Check out these excerpts:
"Allegra was a creature of extremes--either stuffed or starving, freezing or boiling, exhausted or electric with energy."
"Allegra...felt things very deeply. It was one of her delightful qualities; she wept with those who wept."
"While Allegra sometimes felt things so deeply you ended up consoling her even when the tragedy was entirely your own."
"In fact, Allegra had instantly recognized herself in the sour Mr. Palmer. She, too, often thought of sharp things to say, and she said them more often than she wished. Mr. Palmer didn't suffer fools and neither did Allegra, but it wasn't something she was proud of. It didn't spring, as Austen suggested, from the desire to appear superior, unless lack of patience was a superior quality."
Yep. That's me. I'm Allegra. In a nutshell.
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