Confession

I have a confession to make.

Once upon a time, my sister insisted I read Anne of Green Gables. However, she made it so romantical and Anne is such a chick-flick type thing and...I don't know. I never had any interest in reading the series but when Ang decided I simply must, I told her most definitely not. I said I'd read it when a (guy) friend of ours did. She said this was unfair but I didn't care because that way I'd never be forced to read it. Hopefully.

As of late, it's come to mind that perhaps I might enjoy reading Anne, even if I don't love it. But no, because then I would have changed my mind! And I can't do that now, can I?

Then I read this. The third question Anne-girl answers in that post is, "Share (up to) four heroines of literature that you most admire and relate to." The third heroine she chose was Anne Shirley:

Duh! Anne has my imagination. We both take any situation and make it better. I love Anne's red hair. We both love looking forward to things.

It came to mind as I read this that perhaps, perhaps, I would like to read Anne. "No, no," I thought, "of course not." Then a realization dawned: maybe the real reason I refused to read Anne was simply that I was afraid I'd come to love it; not with the books or the author, necessarily, but with the characters. Oh, that wasn't the reason at first -- originally, I really just didn't have any interest in reading it. Though it's slightly ironic, since it was Anne's first movie that inspired me so when I was younger (4 or 5).

Then in a post from Amy's blog, which Anne-girl linked to, this:

Mark Twain once said that Anne Shirley was the dearest and most lovable child in fiction since the immortal Alice (of Wonderland fame, for all you non-Lewis-Caroll-fans out there). This sweet comment almost makes up for his crack about Jane Austen.

I absolutely love Mark Twain, and I rather enjoy said "crack about Jane Austen". (That said, I do wonder, if I despised it so much, why he read Pride and Prejudice more than once anyway? Or perhaps he simply meant every time I tried to continue the first time through.) Also, Amy's post seems to have completed the amount convincing needed to get me to read these accursed books.

There's also the minor detail that something possessed me to take an Anne personality quiz and I got Katherine Brooke. I don't know who Katherine Brooke is and so I'm afraid I'll need to find out, which means either watching the movies again or reading the books or both.

So I've decided that perhaps -- not right now, since I've got so many books I'm reading already -- but it may be that I could, perchance, conceivably read Anne at some point in the future. I still don't think I'll fall in love with the books or author; but, possibly, with the characters, I shall.

Hurray. Happy now?