I recently joined the KAL for the Anne series by L.M. Montgomery. My mother got me interested in this series in elementary school, just around the time when the second set of Anne movies came out (“Anne of Avonlea, The Continuing Story of Anne of Green Gables”). Anne quickly won me over, heart and soul. Anne was smart, imaginative, loved nature, and was strong-willed. I feel lucky to have had such a role-model in the fiction that I read. And I do mean role-model, as I wrote about Anne in my application essay for college. I still have the essay somewhere…..
L.M. Montgomery is most famous for the Anne series, but she actually wrote many, many books. I have almost everything that she wrote, I think, including several books that are compilations of her short stories. The Emily series was a favorite for me. Sometimes I think I liked Emily better than Anne, though I admit that I felt disloyal (and still do!) for such feelings. My other favorite by her is called The Blue Castle and is a short novel, but inspiring to me to see what a change in the way one lives a life can do.
I have begun re-reading Anne of Green Gables over the past couple of days for the KAL. I have many parts of the book memorized because I actually have audio abridged versions of it and the 2nd and 3rd in the series. L3 now listens to them at bedtime and loves them. He is picking up some interesting vocabulary from his nightly listen, such as “indignant.” I love it!!
Here is a taste of Anne for you all:
… an extraordinary observer might have seen that the chin was very pointed and pronounced; that the big eyes were full of spirit and vivacity; that the mouth was sweet-lipped and expressive; that the forehead was broad and full; in short, our discerning extraordinary observer might have concluded that no commonplace soul inhabited that body of this stray woman-child of whom shy Matthew Cuthbert was so ludicrously afraid.
Isn’t it splendid to think of all the things there are to find out about? It just makes me feel glad to be alive–it’s such an interesting world. It wouldn’t be half so interesting if we knew all about everything, would it? There’d be no scope for the imagination then, would there? But am I talking too much? People are always telling me I do. Would you rather I didn’t talk? If you say so I’ll stop. I can stop when I make up my mind to it, although it’s difficult.
Heh–maybe that’s where I get it from!
Do any of you have a favorite fictional character? If so, who and why?