Today, I begin posting a 10-chapter story here on Austen Variations titled Lizzy Bennet’s Diary (that’s not the Lizzie Bennet Diaries, of course). This was originally written way back in 2006 – my first ever attempt at writing with a Regency ‘voice’ – and the title came from Bridget Jones’ Diary which, as you may know, is a modern-day retake on Pride & Prejudice.
The story generally follows the screenplay of the 2005 film. Because I love the story of Pride & Prejudice so much, I can find something to like in all adaptations, and though it has its faults, I was swept away by the sheer romance of this film.
However, it did leave me with some small but unanswered questions I was tempted to pick up on. These included: why was Lizzy the only Bennet daughter at the Netherfield Ball without gloves on? Why, when the Bennets left Netherfield after the ball, was Lizzy the only one not in the carriage? Where was she and how did she get home? Where did Lizzy’s coat go when she was at Pemberley, and how and why did she walk home rather than travel in the carriage as she had arrived?
Inconsequential perhaps, but I really enjoyed writing Lizzy’s thoughts and feelings throughout the story, adding a few of my own ‘scenes’, some prompted by the book, some my imagination, to enhance it. It remains, however, a condensed version of the original novel, hence the sub-title of ‘Extracts from the Journals of Miss Elizabeth Bennet’.
The poster from Bridget Jones’ Diary became the inspiration for a ‘cover’ for this story, and Janet Taylor of More Agreeably Engaged has produced the lovely images here, one representing the film and the other the popular 1995 adaptation.
I believe it can be read with any ‘Mr Darcy’ in mind, and I hope all fans of Pride & Prejudice will find something to enjoy in it!
(NB: There are several timelines for P&P in existence, but they all vary slightly on certain dates so I have used the best fit of dates possible for the story)
Lizzy Bennet’s Diary
Extracts from the Journals of Miss Elizabeth Bennet
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Chapter One
Longbourn, the 14th day of October
Today opened much as any other and, having broken our fast, I took my book (I had but two chapters remaining) and walked out into the fields to savour the conclusion of it in peace and solitude, with naught but birdsong for accompaniment. It was a beautiful morning, and I lingered for as long as might be tolerated at home.
Yet upon my return to Longbourn, Mama was full of some recently received intelligence: Netherfield Park has finally been let – around Michaelmas, but two weeks ago – and the new tenant is known to be a single gentleman of some fortune from the north of England! Mama’s delight knows no bounds, for she assumes this dandy will take one of us poor Bennet females for his wife, no matter he knows naught of this, or little of us!
Whilst I have, in the main, little sympathy for my mother’s aspirations, I confess my interest piqued! ‘Tis rare enough that we anticipate a new face hereabouts, and thus any alteration to our society must be deemed an enhancement.
Papa does so like to tease Mama, and more than twenty years of married life remain insufficient to teach her what he is about. He maintained throughout he would not be prevailed on to call upon the young man in question, and Mama’s nerves were, as is her wont, troubling her deeply before he owned to the visit having previously been paid.
With little hesitation, her distress became delight, quickly echoed by Kitty and Lydia. Papa then further charmed Mama by confirming Mr Bingley, as this gentleman is known, is expected to attend tomorrow’s assembly.
It truly is most inconsiderate of this gentleman to allow news of his tenure to arrive so close upon the heels of an opportunity to observe him. One could have passed many an hour in the speculation of his height, the way in which he styles his coiffure or prefers most to wear his cravat. As it is, all will be known so soon!
To be certain, the likelihood of him being single, rich and in possession of a tolerable countenance is negligible; thus, I anticipate some amusing reactions from the townsfolk of Meryton at the assembly!
Papa could have relieved us of this suspense, of course, and was attacked on all sides, but resisted being drawn into any physical description of our new neighbour, merely owning he had arms and legs enough and claimed to be fond of dancing. With this we had to be content and, indeed, Mama was more so, for she was frequently heard saying, “to be fond of dancing is only a step away from falling in love”, and she entertained herself with the notion for the remainder of the day.
The urge to point out there was no surety the gentleman would direct his heart in the direction of Longbourn was strong, but I desisted. Mama’s nerves can only sustain so much, and I fear her limit had all too readily been reached.
The afternoon passed in a frenzy typical of any preceding a dance of some kind or other: Kitty and Lydia argued over who would wear which dress, practiced their dance steps endlessly and wore Bessie ragged with their requests for slippers to be brushed and gloves to be pressed.
Mary has bemoaned the need to attend such frivolous, time-wasting activities as balls almost as vocally as Kitty and Lydia have proclaimed their satisfaction.
Dear Jane, who sleeps beside me, has without fuss selected a gown to wear and said little other than expressing a curiosity to meet our new neighbour. She is sure to capture several more hearts, yet no matter how many assemblies we attend, she continues to remain heart-whole and, indeed, almost disinterested in those wishing to acquaint themselves better with her. I do not know why this surprises me. I have yet to see a man in the neighbourhood worthy of her beauty and with sufficient good sense to satisfy my requirements in a brother.
The candle is guttering, the ink runs dry and my eyes grow heavy. My choice of gown shall be made another time; for now, I will follow my sister’s example.
Longbourn, the 16th day of October
I must make amends for making no entry in my journal last night by filling as many pages as possible this morning. It is fortunate I have a plentiful supply of ink, for it will be in much demand.
Lady Lucas called upon Mama yesterday and brought intelligence pleasing to both sides – the deliverer basking in her prior knowledge, the receiver in the substance of the message, for Lady Lucas confirmed Mr Bingley to be both handsome and agreeable. Furthermore, the gentleman’s sister is to live with him and oversee the smooth running of his household. He had assured Sir William of his intention to attend yesterday’s assembly, and this sister, along with a friend of Mr Bingley who is currently making some stay in the country, would accompany him.
My heart sinks as I recall Mama’s raptures upon receiving this intelligence. Two eligible young men was news sufficient to increase her ambitions ten-fold, and I began to dread the coming dance on behalf of these two poor innocents.
Suffice to say, my feelings now vary greatly. For one of the gentlemen I confess I do still feel a certain sympathy and even have a willingness to think well of him, but as for the other… gentleman (a better word escapes me at present)… well, let it be told.
The assembly began like any other, with much familiarity, be it the people, the gowns or the music. I need not record here any detail, for a perusal back through the pages of this journal would show many similar passages where the same names or garments are described as the local populace danced, ate and gossiped their way through this assembly or that… I derive much enjoyment from dancing, but there is a tedium to the local balls; it begins to wear upon me, and I long for change but know not in what guise.
Last night, as ever, the room was noisy, with its usual lack of air and space; yet this did not detract from the enjoyment. The band was lively and most willing and the dance floor never empty; furthermore, there was an added frisson in the room as we all anticipated the arrival of our new neighbour.
Jane’s beauty and calm air were more noticeable than ever in the bustling, giddy atmosphere. As always, I felt rather than knew what she was thinking, and though she talked little enough about it, I knew she looked forward very much to seeing this Mr Bingley. I had teased her earlier how her anticipation must surely have grown since she had heard Lady Lucas’ favourable report of his features, but she had only smiled indulgently at my quips and would not be drawn.
Lydia and Kitty spent the early part of the evening much as they always do – on the dance floor. Mary also followed her accustomed habit and shadowed Mama and Papa closely, engaging little in conversation and never in the dance.
And thus they came – our new neighbour, his elegant sister and his friend entered when the floor was in turmoil, and as expected they brought the dance to a halt and silence all about. It was most amusing to observe the craning of curious necks to see these pampered poodles parade up the room with Sir William. I must record here though, for it will persist, a most strange occurrence though I now laugh at myself for my foolishness.
Shortly before the doors opened upon these fine specimens, Jane and I had been engaged in some small banter about men – not for the first time. Dear Jane thinks so well of everyone, and she does not value my assessment of the male gender at all! However, I began to fear my sister had, unbeknownst to me, become a seer, for no sooner had she cautioned me one day someone would catch my eye and make me watch my tongue than the above party presented themselves in the room.
I will acknowledge here something I would share with no other – for all of ten seconds Mr Bingley’s friend did catch my eye… he possesses a tall, fine figure and, unlike many of his rank, is unfussy and conservative in his attire, and he walks with a masculine grace most pleasing to observe. What is more, as he travelled the length of the room with his companions, he fixed me momentarily with a compelling eye of his own, and I will own it provoked a rather strange sensation within my breast. Oddly, even as I pen the words I feel a return of the same against my bidding.
No matter though; it relieves me to write of it, and then I shall think on it no more. To be sure, much happened later to drive such memory away forever.
With little hesitation, indeed as soon as the dancing resumed, Mama affected our introduction. Charlotte accompanied us, along with Papa and Mary, and Sir William made the presentations liberally and with his usual friendly manner.
I confess a certain relief that Kitty and Lydia were engaged in the dance – I defy any young man, be he in possession of a large fortune or not, not to quail at the onslaught of my dear Mama and all five of us lined up for his inspection.
My cheeks did feel a little warm upon meeting the eye of Mr Bingley’s tall friend again, but whatever had caused him to stare so particularly at me earlier was gone. His air was sullen, his eye holding little animation and no apparent interest.
Mr Bingley has easy, unaffected manners and is most charming in conversation. His sister has an air of decided fashion and seemed best pleased with herself rather than what she saw, a situation clearly affording her much satisfaction. She spoke little, and then only to Mr Bingley or his friend, a Mr Darcy from somewhere called Pemberley in Derbyshire. We can only hope he returns soon to his estate, for all his being rich could not make up for his blatant disapproval of all he saw!
Mr Bingley obligingly fell in with Mama’s hopes by inviting Jane to take to the floor – they danced together twice – and even when partnered with others he seemed unable to stop seeking her place in the line. Her poise and beauty clearly captured his eye, and he showed little interest elsewhere all evening.
And whilst I begrudge allowing Mr Darcy any further tenure in these pages, my honesty forces me to record here one other incident of note – and thankful am I for its occurrence, for it has enabled me to ridicule myself for feeling some interest in the man when I first laid eyes upon him.
One should never become too complacent over one’s appearance, it is true, and I more than anyone I know despise those who primp and preen and strut about like peacocks, too centred upon their own image to pay the world any mind. Yet, my vanity was offended, albeit momentarily, to overhear this Mr Darcy proclaim I am merely tolerable!
How fortunate Charlotte was with me, for whilst the embarrassment was increased by having an audience to this slight, she was there to tease me out of any lasting hurt it may have occasioned. And to return to Jane’s earlier prophesy over the restriction my tongue may face upon encountering a man to rouse my interest… suffice to say, the opposite was true. With what relish did I later fling Mr Darcy’s words back in his face!
But let me be done with the tiresome man. The evening remains one of note for the pleasure it afforded to see Jane so admired.
The only further development came from Lydia, who ascertained the Militia will be spending the winter camped outside Meryton. Predictably, this intelligence was received with voluble excitement by Mama and resignation by Papa.
When we retired to bed, late though it was, Jane shared some of her thoughts with me, saying she finds Mr Bingley to be all she ever hoped for in a man: sensible, good humoured and lively. She generously afforded me the opening to complete the list with his face and his fortune, but all teasing aside, I have never heard her talk of a man in such a way. It was quite obvious she had enchanted Mr Bingley, and though he does not yet fully understand her character, knowing her as I do, he cannot fail to admire her further when he knows her better, and I feel certain the acquaintance will continue.
Jane was flattered by his attentions, this much is clear and, though I have never heard her speak ill of anyone, the approbation she gave Mr Bingley has given me hope that Mama may yet see her dearest wish come to fruition and one of her daughters settled at Netherfield!
Sleep found Jane quickly, and no doubt her slumbers were pleasant. Something kept me from my rest though. I was tempted to light the candle again and read, but did not. I was unsettled, and my mind would persist in dwelling upon part of our conversation from shortly before Jane fell asleep.
Our situation is tenuous, at best. Our duty is to make as good a marriage as we can, as soon as we can, to secure our futures… but I should so like to marry for love. I believe my desire for something so romantic to be just, but reality stares me in the face. How will I react if I am ever tested, if a man I do not hold in deep affection should offer his hand? Will my ideals stand firm against the temptation to save myself and my sisters from possible destitution?
But enough of this – Mama calls us to table. I refuse to speculate further upon such a notion and will instead rely upon Jane to be the saviour of us all by marrying well, thus giving me leave to love and wed whomsoever I choose!
Longbourn, the 12th day of November
Jane is at Netherfield! An invitation came from Mr Bingley’s sister, Caroline, requesting she dine with her. Pleased though I am with this attention to Jane, which no doubt stems more from Mr Bingley’s regard than the sister’s, I am mortified by Mama’s contrivance of sending Jane on horseback when such evident inclement weather threatened.
I am well able to comprehend the hypocrisy of such a thought, when I read back over words I penned recently, but to send Jane thus conveys a message that is far from subtle.
My only hope is she arrived before the deluge, though Netherfield is a good three miles away and Jane a very slow rider. I look forward to her return on the morrow and receiving intelligence of how her evening passed and will trust the Bingleys have attributed the scheme to its rightful source, however galling such a thought may be!
Netherfield, the 13th day of November
I write this entry from Netherfield Park! A strange turn of events has unfolded and no doubt Mama is celebrating the family’s good fortune, no matter one of her daughters is taken ill and a second has been detained in order to be of service to her.
The servant sent to Longbourn for my clothes has just returned, and I was relieved to discover Kitty had slipped my writing case inside the package. As Jane now sleeps, albeit restlessly, I can take a moment to recount the singular events of the day…
Shortly after our morning meal, a note arrived from Jane. She had been caught in the downpour and had taken ill, and though she desired us not to be concerned, I was determined to visit her at Netherfield to reassure myself of her condition. As the outcome was precisely what she had hoped for, Mama considers it all a blessing and shows little concern for Jane’s state of health; Papa merely mocks her for her scheming.
Kitty and Lydia displayed little interest in my intentions; they talk non-stop of the Militia, and spend all their time fussing over ribbons and bonnets, and Mama is similarly as giddy. I found myself unable to bear their effusions and preparations with the good will expected of me – a red coat does nothing for me and to leave them behind for a few hours was welcome relief.
I took much pleasure from the walk. The rain had long passed over and a refreshing breeze escorted me across the fields. In no little time, I had reached the boundaries of Mr Bingley’s park – the ground underfoot was somewhat muddy, but as my only concern was to see Jane I could not see it signified.
Upon my arrival I was a little taken aback, when asking for my sister, to be shown into the breakfast parlour. I had not supposed Jane’s condition well enough for the partaking of a meal, as her note implied she was bed-ridden. However, upon entering the room I found only Miss Bingley and the tiresome Mr Darcy at table.
Miss Bingley was as welcoming as one would expect, and Mr Darcy clearly not used to people visiting so early in the day as his air and countenance were a study in bewilderment. I must suppose, therefore, I have committed some crime against convention, rendering my behaviour almost as tolerable as my poor face!
I did apologise for the intrusion and was eventually led to Jane’s chamber by another obliging servant. Mr Bingley was hovering outside the door, most anxious and concerned. His attentions to Jane in her indisposition are pleasing, and he alone of the inmates of this house has made me feel welcome.
As to my still being here at this late hour, Jane was most distressed this afternoon when I suggested I should take my leave. She is too unwell to move at present, and though the apothecary, summoned this afternoon by an anxious Mr Bingley, assures me she is in no danger, it is agreed she must remain at Netherfield for the time being.
Miss Bingley, who happened to be present when I talked of leaving, begrudgingly offered for me to stay with Jane, and I happily accepted. To be able to be of comfort to my dear sister was the main inducement, but I will own inconveniencing Miss Bingley brought further appeal! She makes little attempt at concealing her aversion to my company, thought I know not the cause – her manner towards me since my arrival this morning has been by turn condescending or strangely guarded.
So here I reside in the room next to Jane, in a level of comfort I have formerly only ever imagined. A maid has unpacked my small array of possessions, and I am to dine with the company as soon as I hear the summons. I must trust that the civilities of Mr Bingley will aid my comfort.
Netherfield, the 13th day of November…continued
Surprisingly, I have passed a pleasanter evening than anticipated, due not so much to pleasurable company but the diversion they afforded.
Upon joining them in the drawing room, Miss Bingley made a great display of proclaiming her concern for Jane, and then proceeded to pay her no further mind. Her entire attention was engaged for the remainder of the evening in attempting to captivate Mr Darcy.
By contrast, Mr Bingley’s interest in the state of Jane’s health appears genuine, and he made mention of his concern so frequently I begin to think he is truly smitten.
Miss Bingley seeks Mr Darcy’s attention tirelessly – perchance they should make a match of it, though I remain unsure who would suffer most from such a union. I confess I enjoyed this manner of speculation throughout our meal, but gave up the notion when I realised my sympathies would lie on balance with Mr Darcy. Much as I dislike him, his manner towards Miss Bingley is more honest than hers towards him, and thus I would have to defer to his character being the marginally better of the two.
I remained with the company for a while after dinner, making a poor attempt at reading a book from Mr Bingley’s rather sparse library, leaving the others to their cards and desultory conversation. The subject of books and reading arose which led to talk of libraries, and eventually to the one at Mr Darcy’s home, Pemberley. It sounds an enviable collection, but as my chances of ever perusing it would mean a continued acquaintance with its owner, I can forego the pleasure all too readily.
Uncanny though it seems, I experienced some awareness this evening of moments when Mr Darcy’s eyes are fixed upon me. As I am fully aware of his opinion on my appearance, I can only assume there is something about me that offends him! I derive a certain pleasure from such a notion, for I have too little interest in him to care for his approbation.
Netherfield, the 16th day of November
Thank goodness for the closure of another evening in such company. I relieved the party of my presence immediately after dinner, my excuse being a return to Jane’s bedside. She is much improved, even having managed an hour below with the company. Mr Bingley made haste to have a fire set before taking his place beside her and engaging her in gentle conversation. Indeed, I do not believe he recalled there were other occupants in the room whilst she was with us!
The evening meal passed with as much tedium as the previous ones… how I long for home tonight, for I am certain I could tolerate Lydia and Kitty’s effusions better than this household’s languor. But Jane does make good progress, and I feel hopeful we may be able to return to Longbourn on the morrow.
Little of interest occurred today. Mr Bingley kindly lent me another book from the library, and it was a pleasant enough diversion until I was distracted by the conversation about me.
I will acknowledge Mr Darcy perplexes me, reluctant though I am to give him space upon the page; but there is little else to write of – life at Netherfield is not half so interesting as life at home – so Mr Darcy will have to suffice as a subject.
Miss Bingley beleaguered him unmercifully this morning as he wrote to his sister. How she did pester him whilst he tried to pen his message! Having observed his brevity of manner in general, I am astounded he was not more blunt with her, but then perhaps as a guest in her brother’s house he felt he could not take such a liberty. I derived much amusement, though, in overhearing their conversation, with his perfect disinterest and her increasing attempts to secure his attention!
I do wonder why he has not wed. He must have several years on Mr Bingley, is in want of neither fortune nor a place in society. An heir would not only be desirable but surely is his duty, though he doubtless seeks some paragon of virtue for his wife.
He must have been presented with every eligible young woman out in society, though I dare say he struggles to find a woman who embodies the full array of accomplishments he expects, which we know to be many, combined with an appearance well-removed from merely tolerable!
I certainly would never marry Mr Darcy, for all his having ten thousand a year and owning half of Derbyshire. (I laugh as I write of so wild a notion even crossing my mind! I am sure he would be mortified if such a thought should enter his!)
It is a great shame he does not use some of his vast fortune to purchase a smile or two – I declare I have yet to see even a hint of one grace his features.
There was talk over dinner of Mr Darcy’s sister, Georgiana. It sounds as though she is much younger than he and, to judge by all I heard, one of the half dozen truly accomplished women of his acquaintance.
The list of attributes required to merit the title of accomplished is so long I begrudge wasting ink upon the subject. Suffice it to say, Miss Bingley seems to consider herself in possession of said designation; she could not help demonstrating her point this morning, when talking of such a woman’s air and manner of walking. I am thankful for her restraint for it was a formidable list of talents, and I do not think my cheeks could take the strain of remaining straight had she gone on to exhibit them all.
Only one other thing occurred, though it is of little importance.
Miss Bingley, inexplicably, invited me to take a turn about the room with her! As she had already paraded past Mr Darcy to no avail, (for all my low opinion of her, I must allow her a graceful walk in her elegant gown), I can only assume she aimed to draw his attention by paying hers in an unexpected quarter.
Whatever her reasons, she had no intention of letting me escape the offer – not only did she link arms with me, she held my hand fast in her grip as if fearing I would bolt! She achieved her purpose however – the next time she addressed Mr Darcy, she was rewarded with both his attention and a lengthier response than her previous attempts had provoked.
The only piece of enlightenment I garnered from the whole exercise was this: Mr Darcy bears a grudge; he owns it himself. He claims he cannot – perhaps he will not – put aside the follies of others in a hurry, nor offences committed against him.
His good opinion, I must not forget, once lost is gone forever! And as I daily invite his ill opinion for my own sport, I shall rest easy our mutual disapproval will prevail.
Weariness has crept upon me; no doubt it is the paucity of subject matter. Mama calls to visit Jane in the morning, and I will entreat her not to leave without us.
To be continued next Friday in Chapter Two
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Getting inside Elizabeth’s head and reading her thoughts as pertaining to those scenes was fun. I did note their eye contact in that movie ( thought it well done by Knightly & McFadyen) and like how that entry was written in that she acknowledges an attraction, but tries to ignore it. Nicely done. Thank you got sharing this early work.
Sorry. Dumb auto correct. Thank you for sharing this early work. I love the cover at the beginning of the entry.
Thank you, Deborah! Glad you like the cover too!
I really enjoyed this perspective on the film rather than the novel. What a brilliant idea!! I’m going to have to go back to P&P2005 to be able to follow your story as it unfolds. Gives me a good excuse ;0
Thanks, Monica! Really appreciate your reading and commenting!
The 2005 movie is a favorite of mine…I think I can nearly quote parts of it. 🙂 So, picturing what Lizzy is writing about here was easy and delightful. One of my all time favorite scenes in the movie is when she throws his words back at him!
I like how her diary must know she is attracted to him even if she denies it. (All the hints are there to the observant and willing watcher.) And she thinks Darcy bears a grudge? 🙂
Thanks for sharing this.
I agree, Eileen. Lizzy herself is very prejudiced against Darcy. Her good opinion once lost (at their first meeting) is nearly lost forever.
I appreciate both of you commenting on that aspect! Lizzy has no perception right now of how prejudiced she is or how critical of others. This is a learning experience for her and I am hoping I can show the changes in her as the extracts from her diary progress.
Thank you both again for sharing your thoughts! Much appreciated! 😀
Thank you, Eileen!
I became entranced with the film too and I know what you mean about quoting! I like to think of it as a delicious snack you can enjoy any time, whereas the 1995 series, which I also love, is more of the full course dinner to be enjoyed at a more leisurely pace!
Exactly! It is a quick P&P “fix.” 🙂 (and, at risk of offending many, it has my favourite Darcy.)
Eileen, you took the words right out of my mouth. Cassandra I like your snack vs. Dinner comparison. Very apropos.
I could only handle one WIP at a time, so I’m reading this all in one sitting. I tend to think of the 2005 as a fanfiction story in film!
I am enjoying your story!
Roxey
Wow, Cassandra. What else can I say? Thank you, thank you. I can see that my Serafina has been suffering from a serious lack of ink. I wonder if her mother gets her a new supply she can learn to communicate more fully. As a 6-year-old she wrote very little indeed, and merely continued that habit. Lizzy, on the other hand…. she is such a perceptive young woman. I’ve been considering rewatching the movie, which I haven’t seen since it came out. I think now that I must watch it. By the way, I do have the 1995 version memorized, having seen it numerous times.
I love that you have the entire 6-hour mini series memorised! Do you find yourself quoting it? I do that sometimes!
I do quote from it sometime. Actually, the fact that I am using paraphrases from Pride and Prejudice in my novel shows how firmly it is rooted in my consciousness.
Oh, so pity!!! :(((( I would love to read something new from you, I so love your writing Cassandra, but 2005 version was so awful for me even when i read something which is based on this truthless adaptation… i just cannot like it…. faces of Keira or Matthew in my mind spoil the fun unfortunately…. sad 🙁
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Sorry you aren’t able to give this a try, Meg, but I’m working on a new book, so hopefully I can share that with you soon!
I remember thinking when I traveled a distance to view the 2005 movie, as it didn’t show in our local theaters, that it was “a cacophony of sight and sound” and how offended Jane Austen would be as her scenes just brought proper British reticence to my mind and, of course, I was influenced by three movies before that one was released. Greer Garson’s and Sir Laurence Olivier’s version, the 1985 and the 1995 versions were just so much more sedate! So, although the ending (which was changed for American audiences to include a kiss) was pleasing, I also prefer the earlier versions. I own all and have watched them repeatedly.
I didn’t much like it at first either, I missed Firth and Eile too much! But then I watched the Directors Cut and figured it was a fanfiction that had to be cut quite a bit to fit in a normal movie time span
Roxey
Ah these diary writers, Beth! 😉
I really hope that you continue to enjoy the upcoming chapters, thanks for commenting!
To rule delightful breakfast reading. Very easy to mentally picture the actors playing their parts. Great covers, by the way. We have to wait a whole week for more?
I am having the same auto-correct issues. How about “truly delightful breakfast reading”.
Thank you, Dawn! So pleased you like Janet’s covers too!
Absolutely lovely! Wonderful idea to write from Lizzy’s perspective-loving it!
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Awww, thank you Jane! Hugs to you
Cassandra, simply wonderful!
Looking very much forward to the contuation …….
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So pleased you enjoyed, Carol! Next chapter on Friday next!
Fun Friday morning fare! I love the 2005 version for the reason you mentioned, it’s a P&P snack vs. multi course undertaking. I was quoting Mr. Hurst from this film yesterday after a particularly wasted endeavor. Damned tedious waste of an afternoon (evening). LOL Thanks for sharing, I look forward to the next installment.
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Pleased you enjoyed it, Stephanie! Thank you for taking the time to comment, it’s much appreciated!
Dear Cassandra, Thank you so much for this lovely story and giving us so much of Elizabeth’s delightfully expressed point of view! I love the way you express the heartfelt feeling and emotions of our favorite characters, and look forward to the next installment with great anticipation! I shall have to re-watch the 2005 P&P to be more tuned in, as I wondered when you mentioned him looking at her upon entering the Assembly and then later her stating, “With what relish did I later fling Mr Darcy’s words back in his face!”
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Pleased you enjoyed it, Carol. Yes, they do have an eye-meet when he first arrives and then she let’s him know she overheard his slight of her. I hope if you get chance to re-watch it will make a bit more sense! 😀
Have a lovely weekend.
Cassandra, I love having anything with our couple in it to read on a morning. Had not read any diary but have seen the movie so this was a new story for me. And a very pleasing one. Thank you for the joy of another on-line tale to follow.
One question: early on your story states that the Bennets are married for 20 years. (Papa does so like to tease Mama, and twenty years of married life remain insufficient to teach her what he is about. ) I remember Elizabeth relating to Lady Catherine’s inquiry that she “was not yet one-and-twenty” while at Rosings. And with an older sister, Jane, the Bennets would have had to have been married more than 20 years. But did you change her age for this story?
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LOL, no I didn’t Shelia! That’s a really good point – I think it should say more than 20 years otherwise it might imply something that isn’t! 😉
I’ll tweak it, so thanks so much for pointing it out!
have a lovely weekend
Oh, I am happy to help but you could just change her age also. It is something that would have rattled around in my brain so I had to ask. Hope I didn’t offend. I do appreciate all the hard work you authors put forth and am thankful you are all blessed with such creativity for us readers to enjoy. Have a lovely weekend! I am off to a Jane Austen Day in Philadelphia tomorrow, traveling with a friend by train so we are starting early. We will hear thoughts on JA’s unfinished works, Watsons and Sanditon with a panel of Austen scholars; Jocelyn Harris, Janine Barchas and Michael Gamer. So I am excited to have this day on my favorite author!
The 2005 film is my least favourite, too many inconsistencies, and why have that alternate North American ending – all non Region 1 holders will know what I mean
The story follows the screenplay, Vesper, but also includes nods to the book and a few scenes I have created later in the story. I think it can be read with any of our favourites in mind, Darcy, Lizzy or adaptation if you love the story itself. 😉
Lovely first chapter, Cassandra. I agree with your statement that it can be read with any ‘Mr. Darcy’ in mind. (or Lizzy, for that matter) Regardless of which version it follows, it is still a P&P rendering and visualization is in the eye of the reader! Lizzy’s writings about her initial impression were great. It felt good to read her admitting those stirrings in her diary. I love your writing. It is so beautiful with such an easy flow. Your use of the language of the time is outstanding. Thank you for a lovely first chapter and I eagerly anticipate the rest of them!
Thank you, Janet. I am glad you enjoyed it and that you feel it can be enjoyed with any Darcy or Lizzy in mind. That’s what I feel too – after all, it’s Pride & Prejudice, the story, that is the key here. 😀
The British version was released first and then the explanation was that the ending was changed to please the Americans’ tastes but the British audience then demanded that ending also….I don’t know if it was re-released in The United Kingdom or not but the DVD I own has the American ending with the kiss at Pemberley. True to Jane Austen vs more romance and passion being shown????
I know that the version that use to be carried on the Canadian Netflix did not include the kiss.
Ahhh Cassandra, there are just too many wonderful lines in ‘Lizzy’s Diary’ to re-quote here. Just know that I love being inside her head! The 2005 version of P&P is not my favourite for many reasons either, one being that Colin and Jennifer will always be the ideal visual for me of Darcy and Elizabeth. Now I do think that the Jane character was perfectly cast as she was ‘angelic’. Regardless, I so enjoyed this.
Not to get off topic, but I finally got and read all three of your books and absolutely loved them. So looking forward to your next one! In the meantime, I look forward to each post of Lizzy’s Diary….
Thank you, Carole, for giving me a chance here even though you are not a fan of the film! 😀
I genuinely believe anyone who loves P&P can enjoy this with any Darcy and/or Lizzy in mind, despite it following the screenplay. I do refer to some things from the book as well.
Thank you also for letting me know you enjoyed A Fair Prospect! You have made my weekend 😀
This is delightful, Cassandra! You do a great Lizzy-voice. 🙂 I’ve seen p&p05 a few times but it’s been awhile. I didn’t really like it, but I feel like watching it again and doing a better job of focusing on what I do like about it (I remember the cinematography of the Netherfield Ball scenes being particularly good) instead of what I don’t. I don’t ever imagine MM & KK in my mind when I read JAFF but I did this time, for a change lol.
I think the cinematography of the film is one of the things I love most about it (though I’m rather partial to the score too!)
I am so pleased you are willing to give the story a try, Monica, even without the film being a favourite. Though it follows the screenplay, I do believe it can be read with any Darcy/Lizzy in mind – after all, it’s still Pride & Prejudice, isn’t it? 😉
I love the featured image for this story!
So do I, Susan! Abigail did a fab job of turning my photo into a lovely banner. I am so grateful to her!
I do love the detail in the photo as well – a few little nods to Jane, too. 😀
How beautiful! I really enjoyed this first chapter of Lizzy’s diary and I am looking forward to reading the next chapters 🙂 I loved the way you gave voice to Elizabeth’s feelings, Cassandra. And although I know the whole story by heart, I am very eager to read more!
Thank you, Maria! That means a lot and I hope you continue to enjoy it!
Love reading other peoples’ diaries! I’ve seen more ‘Darcy Diaries,’ so this is an entertaining twist! You mentioned 12 chapters…will this be the complete story?
Yes, Leslie – 12 chapters for the whole story. As I say, it’s ‘extracts’ rather than a day by day exact recounting of everything, but I hope it will flow well enough. It’s complete (I wrote it years ago and have just tidied it up a bit) so I don’t foresee any delays! 😉
Thank you for commenting, hope you continue to follow the diary!
Fantastic! I like the idea of getting Elizabeth’s point of view! I still can not read any of her words without hearing Jennifer Ehle’s voice. I am not a fan of Miss Knightly so have not seen that version.
I really like the dialogue! The way you keep with Miss Austens style is wonderful!
Thank you, Angie. I am so pleased you can hear Jennifer Ehle’s voice! That means a great deal – this was my very first attempt at a historical (and Regency) voice of my own and it’s good to know that you can ‘hear’ that through Lizzy.
I hope that, despite not having watched the film, it makes sense to you as it goes along!
Thank you, this was so lovely! I really enjoyed this perspective of the 2005 movie, which I admit to be my favorite, and which I saw before seeing any of the 1995 version. I just can’t get into the 1995 one (despite the appeal of Colin Firth), though it’s more accurate and has a more accurately irritating Mrs. Bennet. The 2005 movie, while not as faithful to the book, I think is faithful to how I imagine the spirit of the characters to be. I always thought that when Lizzy threw Darcy’s words back at him at the end of the Assembly, that she seemed near tears at the fact that he had really hurt her feelings with what he said. Looking forward to reading more of Lizzy’s diary!
Thank you, Kathy. So pleased you are enjoying Lizzy’s point of view of everything through her (rather biased) eyes – at least at the moment! 😉
I did love that the casting reflected the ages better for the Bennet sisters (though I still have a bug bear in how old Mr and Mrs Bennet are cast in every adaptation!) and I thought they all did a good job with their roles.
What’s the new book about?! Does it have a title?!
Ah, Ginna – a title! Now you’ve got me! The hardest thing I ever have to think up is a title. Perhaps I should do a Poll and ask for suggestions, which would be fun with no one knowing what it’s about yet! 😉
The story I am working on is P&P inspired once more but it has a bit of a mystery to it as well.
I watched the 2005 version just recently. It followed on from reading one of Regina Jeffers’ blog posts focussing on all the little moments between Elizabeth and Darcy that might not necessarily be noticed at first watching. The exchange of glances at the Meryton Assembly was one I had picked up on. Like many, this isn’t my favourite version. Any new dramatisation will, I think, always be measured against 1995. Your comment about the casting of the Bennet sisters in this (actual age range 15 to 22-ish) and the casting of Mr. and Mrs. Bennet in general is well made. The latter would probably have been in their early to mid forties at the time of the novel. Donald Sutherland, fine actor that he is, was just made to look far too old. Benjamin Whitrow was much better (and truer to character) but still a good 10 years older than I believe he should have been.
I think CF brought off Darcy’s awkwardness in company, showing as pride and haughtiness, better than MM, who just looked awkward (to me anyway). I saw it first in the cinema at a multiplex some miles away. Husband and son went to see a different film while I saw this. I wasn’t the only woman seeing it on her own!
But I digress. I’ve come across several Darcy Diaries in the past few years but never a Lizzy one so this is a refreshing change. Being able to read her innermost thoughts is a great idea, Cassandra, and you do it very well. Thank you so much for sharing it with us. I might have to re-watch my DVD of this version as the weeks go by! My copy has the alternative US ending as one of the Special Features, so at least I don’t have to endure that every time.
I love your analogy of 2005 being a quick snack as against 1995’s full course dinner. It’s ok if you only have time for that quick P & P fix, but for me at least, it always leaves me wanting more. I’m actually working my way through 1995 right now and thoroughly enjoying it yet again. It’s a good job you can’t wear out a DVD! Yes, I too can quote passages from this version. Our son was only small when it came out and we have several mis-heard lines (from his point of view) to remember as well, which always bring a smile to my face.
Gosh, what a load of waffling I’ve done! Better stop now before I get carried away any further.
Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts, Anji! I never mind the waffle, I’m pretty good at it myself! 😉
I love the story of P&P so much, I can pretty much take it in any guise, but I do know that the 1995 is (and probably always will be) a hard act to follow. 😀
I hope – despite following the general screenplay of the film – that people will give this a try and simply imagine their own favourites in the roles. I have tried to enhance it with some nods to the book and there are a few scenes of my own added too later on.
I love that you have such lovely memories of your son quoting variations of lines! That is something I would treasure very much!
Thank you so much for commenting 😀
I love hearing and feeling what Elizabeth is actually thinking and going through throughout the original story. Cassandra, you got it right by pouring her thoughts and observation in her diary so that we can have a glimpse of her point-of-view. I’m so looking forward to the next entry. When it’s complete, I hope you will publish it on the free books section.
Thank you, Luthien! So pleased you enjoyed this opening chapter and I hope you enjoy the next one too!
Thanks for the chapter Cassandra! Very enjoyable to ‘be’ in Elizabeth’s head! Her reactions to her mother arriving at Netherfield will be interesting, plus I wonder what she thinks of Darcy’s obsession with looking out windows. Does she realise he is watching her in the glass reflection? Looking forward to more chapters!
Thanks, Dave, though I suspect you will be disappointed! This is quite a truncated story as it follows in general the 2005 screenplay – not much chance for Darcy to look out of windows, he didn’t have time in this one! 😉
Big sigh. 😉 OK, you lead and I will follow along!
And absolutley no room for any kidnappings unless there’s a deleted scene or Easter egg that’s not on my copy of the DVD!!!
OK Anji, no ‘napping, but if we are talking about the same script, what about that long walk from Pemberley to Lambton? If Lizzy walked, what – five miles?? She left first so when Darcy followed and he approached her – did she leap into the shrubbery to avoid him? Would that count as a deleted scene?
Oooo, hadn’t thought of that! Plenty of scope for all sort of things to happen there. I’ve always wondered why they played that scene like that. However, from what Cassandra has said earlier, I think that all gets explained in the Diary. Shame!
How I would love to incorporate THAT scene!!! Sadly, it’s not a work in progress (I already have a massive one of those on my plate) so you’ll have to content yourself with what I deliver and continue to fill in the gaps with your wonderful imagination!!!!
LOL Anji! NO, Dave – NO kidnapping in this one!!! (Sorry to disappoint again!)
Aaah…can you hear my contented sigh, Cassandra? That’s the way your writing affects me. It’s just like I’m in the middle of Lizzy’s world and she’s telling me all that’s taken place in her life with that subtle wit of hers (yours). I adore your talent with words, and I love this re-telling of my favorite Austen story!
Thank you so much, Jan; so lovely to hear from you as always and I am very happy that you are enjoying this very early attempt of mine!
This story (which I initially read at the Pen & Ink site) was my first introduction to your talents as a writer…and I was hooked. A Fair Prospect is my favorite, but Lizzy’s Diary will always hold a special place.
Through all the reincarnations/reinventions of the Darcy character in countless P&P versions, your Mr. Darcy (for me) is the standard; and when Lizzy (eventually) sees him for what he is and falls in-love with him, it makes perfect sense. I think that’s where other P&P authors fall short, it’s in the character development.
So, Thank you, Cassie, for Darcy and for tapping -so accurately- into the psyche of the Lizzy we love and showing us through your words why she continues to hold our attention.
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You are very kind, Marilyn. I really appreciate you taking the time to comment, and I am so pleased you enjoyed the diary as well as A Fair Prospect.
I have been doing a little editing to the diary as I post each chapter so hopefully it will flow a bit better than the original online version did!
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