{"id":38,"date":"2002-08-27T22:53:50","date_gmt":"2002-08-28T06:53:50","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.jokeofalltrades.com\/root\/?p=38"},"modified":"2025-10-19T10:25:20","modified_gmt":"2025-10-19T16:25:20","slug":"read-this-now","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/michaelhoke.name\/oldblog\/2002\/08\/27\/read-this-now\/","title":{"rendered":"Read this now:"},"content":{"rendered":"

\nI am currently 92 pages in to The Tenant of Wildfell Hall<\/i><\/a> by Anne Brontë—and I am fully prepared to declare them the best 92 pages of fiction I have ever read. No amount of enthusiasm or fawning could convey the spiritual transports I have enjoyed in the past twenty hours. I won’t attempt to convey them to you. I will only exhort you to find a copy at your earliest convenience and experience for yourself the beauty that life might hold.\n<\/p>\n

\nFor some time in college, when I was subject to such lines of thought, I was convinced that I was “untimely”—born a century and a half too late. I once fell in love with a woman’s name, simply because my friend described her as a classical Irish beauty whose manners and character were quite out of place in our own time, who could have passed for a Brontë sister in another era. I never met the woman, but I was sure she would have pleased me greatly if she remotely warranted the description.\n<\/p>\n

\nAnne Brontë may always have my heart, but I’m not so selfish as to keep her all to myself. Go forth, men, and read. You’ll thank me for it yet.\n<\/p>\n

\nNP: The Alkaline Trio<\/a>, Stupid Kid<\/i><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I am currently 92 pages in to The Tenant of Wildfell Hall by Anne Brontë—and I am fully prepared to declare them the best 92 pages of fiction I have ever read. No amount of enthusiasm or fawning could convey the spiritual transports I have enjoyed in the past twenty hours. I won’t attempt to […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-38","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/michaelhoke.name\/oldblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/38","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/michaelhoke.name\/oldblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/michaelhoke.name\/oldblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/michaelhoke.name\/oldblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/michaelhoke.name\/oldblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=38"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/michaelhoke.name\/oldblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/38\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":202,"href":"https:\/\/michaelhoke.name\/oldblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/38\/revisions\/202"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/michaelhoke.name\/oldblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=38"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/michaelhoke.name\/oldblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=38"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/michaelhoke.name\/oldblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=38"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}