My Week with Jane Austen (as described in a letter to her cousin, Lady Williams)

16 December 2011

Dearest Cousin Jane, our own Lady Williams,

Today has been the most glorious of days. Against the wishes of my dear family, I have, reluctantly, answered the prayers of a most amenable lady, Miss Regina Jeffers, who resides in the Americas to spend my 236th birthday with her. Miss Jeffers is a woman with a temper remarkably easy and is everything that is generous and considerate. However, fearing for my Christian soul and because of principle, as well as pride, our beloved Cassandra and my cousin Eliza have accompanied me.

The source of the family’s fears lay in the naming of the neighborhood in which Miss Jeffers resides: Indian Trail. Images of undraped painted savages fired our fears, but Miss Jeffers assured me prior to our visit, that although Amerinds do exist in 21st Century America, the “tribes,” as the kind lady terms them, act far differently from the hostile massacres reported in the Times in 1810. With a bit of biting humor, the lady added, “Unless one counts losing one’s fortune at a Cherokee casino table as a violent attack.” Miss Jeffers later explained that to survive in modern America, the Cherokees and several other tribes native to the continent have resorted to opening gambling halls to support their numbers. I have never known anyone who has peopled such an establishment, but Eliza assures me that Henry has been known to associate with several London toffs who frequent gaming hells. As we always say of our most mercurial brother, “Oh that, Henry!” I could quite imagine John Willoughby, Tom Bertram, or George Wickham, with their blunted delicacy, their perversions, their corrupted vitiated minds, and their cold-blooded vanities, would intimately know the insides of these infamous dens. I admit to finding Miss Jeffers’ use of the term Amerinds for what we have disdainfully voiced as American Indians intriguing. Miss Jeffers claims her society is much more politically correct than previous generations. I am not familiar with the term, but having known George IV’s influence, I can readily determine her meaning. The phrase, “to his Royal Highness, THE PRINCE REGENT, this work is, by His Royal Highness’s permission, most respectfully dedicated, by His Royal Highness’s dutiful and obedient humble servant, THE AUTHOR” still haunts me.

Miss Jeffers lives on a quiet road in a radiantly beautiful community known as Lake Park. Eliza, Cassandra, and I arrived at Miss Jeffers’ stately home several days prior to the marking of my birthday celebration. According to the local weatherman, the temperature remained in the upper 60s. I am not certain what those words mean exactly; however, we have found the weather quite mild, and we have enjoyed several vigorous walks along the village streets, which sport a physician’s office, a school for small children, fashionable townhouses to rival many of London’s finest, and an excellent coffee shop – although I admit to having no taste for the bitter brew, the conversation and company were welcomed. I suppose that I should remark on the fact that in this day and age that a man might earn a living by predicting the weather. Although I have known several men who have held an interest in science, I had never thought that studying the weather might be a source of income. My hostess assures me that these predictors are only correct 50% of the time. I think that is more remarkable than the fact that a man might feed his family from such an occupation. This is definitely a very forward-thinking and ridiculous time. Thankfully, Miss Jeffers, my new BFF, prefers brewing her tea from loose leaves to imbibing in this American beverage. BFF, my most adored cousin, represents the words Best Friends Forever. It seems that not only the Americans, but the world, have turned its back on the King’s English.  Everything in this contemporary world is abbreviated for some odious form of communication called text messaging. Miss Jeffers is fond of LOL, which means laugh out loud. People in this time use this acronym to indicate what they have just offered an offense but did so with irony. Humor is the only socially accepted form of criticism, and the modern world has used this slight as common behavior. Our hostess has even described something called Twitter where people communicate with a total of 140 letters and spaces combined. How pitiful the depths of conversation has sunk! And to think I once had my dearest Anne Elliot say, “My idea of good company is the company of clever, well-informed people, who have a great deal of conversation.” Miss Jeffers has explained that she and her friends on Twitter “tweet” about me so I suppose that I must withdraw any objections I might have of this newfound form of elucidation.

I am in awe that Miss Jeffers lives in this modest home alone, with scarcely any private fortune. In my time, it would have never been possible. Yet, I have found great satisfaction in the main among my new acquaintance. It is a two-story dwelling surrounded by several stately trees and a small rose garden. What most amazed both Eliza and I were three rooms devoted to nothing but bathing and ones personal needs. With just the twist of a knob, hot and cold water are delivered upon a whim. No servants to tote the water nor the need for chamberpots. The early tales of water closets have miraculously developed into a system that whisks away one’s unmentionables with the touch of a lever.

Over the past few days, Miss Jeffers has graciously given me a personal “tour” of what she calls my influence on the literary canon. On her floor to ceiling shelves, the lady sports some 150 books based upon my six simple novels. We have traveled in a modern day carriage that Regina calls a Buick LaCrosse (a coach with all forward facing seats and no horses) to the bookstore closest to the lady’s home to marvel at the number of books available that are based on my writings. My own titles still thrive on the shelves after more than 200 years. The thought of such accolades has brought  me to happy tears. I am attempting to be sensible about my uncommon good fortune, but I admit that vanity was in such good order that a bit of burlesque crept into my bearing.

Our hostess has also introduced our party to a plethora of “films” that tout my novels as great works of literature. “Films” is the term Miss Jeffers uses. To describe these advancements, I would say that someone has captured the images of stage actors with scenery in a constantly moving format, which can be viewed multiple times. It seems there are various adaptations of my books. That sounds odd for me to say without sounding of conceit. It is not something I can easily accept, but accept them I will. I watched Sense and Sensibility with a wish that I had given the good Colonel Brandon as much depth as did the person who rewrote it for this play. Despite having the advantage in every feature, Northanger Abbey and Mansfield Park have received less attention than my other works.  I do not censure Miss Jeffers remarks, but there certainly is impropriety in making them public. I have been set to wondering what makes those two pieces less acceptable to the reading public, but my disapprobation is one of a great defect of temper, made worst by a very faulty habit of self-indulgence. LOL! I did adore one particular version of Persuasion. I have always held a fondness for Anne Elliot and Captain Wentworth. Despite not following my story line completely, the characters were captured beautifully by the actors. One British group has taken my beloved Pride and Prejudice and produced a performance that totals some six hours. It was fairly displayed, and I was quite pleased with it. A two-hour version of my favorite tale was less true to the actual story, but was equally as amiable.

Miss Jeffers also showed me other items bearing my name and likeness that she termed as collectibles: a trivia game, paper dolls, chess pieces, a necklace, a door marker, greeting cards, and even a doll created in my image. In viewing these items, I considered how much revenues from such items could have benefited my dear family, and I am grieved by the knowledge of how my mother, Cassandra, and I had to live after the passing of Reverend Austen. Cassandra, however, saw Miss Jeffers’s revelations as a bold statement of what she claims she had always known. My darling Cassandra speaks of my genius as if I might rival the world’s greatest thinkers. I am humbled by her praise. If I were a woman given to conceit, all this attention would lead me to shout for joy from the windows of the highest drying rooms of Chatsworth House.

Speaking of the great house leads me to share news of my actual birthday celebration. Although Miss Jeffers readily confirmed the numerous marvels that she could show me, my hostess had chosen a simpler celebration. We rose early, but I must say that the metropolitan concept of “early” is greatly in arrears of a new day’s start in the country. We breakfasted at the lady’s home. Our hostess kindly served a full breakfast with eggs, Cumberland sausages, bacon, potatoes, grilled tomatoes, grilled mushrooms, and toast with clotted cream. As a vegetarian, Miss Jeffers has gone to great lengths to share what she believes would remind our party of our happier times. With such warm feelings and lively spirits, it is difficult for me to do justice to her affection.

After breakfast, we departed the lady’s home for a leisurely driven journey to a place north of Charlotte. We marveled at the beauty of the countryside, a piedmont between the Appalachian Mountains and the Atlantic Ocean. I must say that if English roads had been so well maintained, Mr. Darcy’s journey from Pemberley to Longbourn would have have been but a matter of hours rather than days. Our destination was a place called Biltmore House, a 250-room French chateau in the mountain town of Asheville. It dates to 1895 and was built by George Vanderbuilt. I have enclosed a rendering of the house, which sports fabulous gardens, its own village, and a winery. One could spend days exploring this estate. The estate could easily contend as a model of my fictionalized Pemberley.

Leaving this magnificent house behind, we enjoyed an afternoon tea at a local tea shop called SweetTea’s Bakery and Tea Room. Miss Jeffers explained that in the South (of the American continent) that people prefer their tea cold and very very sweet, and that concept was the impetus for choosing the name for the tea room.  Today, the proprietress was serving cream teas, each of us choosing our own flavors. A pot of tea and a scone with clotted cream and raspberry preserves brought a renewal of our energies.

Returning to Charlotte, we took an early supper at Big Ben’s British Pub. According to Miss Jeffers, Big Ben is the nickname for the great bell of the clock at the north end of London’s Palace of Westminster. Over 150 years old, it is the largest four-face chiming clock in the world. I am sorry not to have known of this historic landmark until today. The pub is owned by two former Englishmen, and it strives to bring a taste of my home to these shores. Cassandra chose a shepherd’s pie with ground lamb; Eliza selected a steak and kidney pie; whereas, I chose the lord’s lamb roast with potatoes, several vegetables, and a Yorkshire pudding. We began our meal with a ploughman’s platter, a selection of fine cheese and crusty bread with a relish and a wally. We finished the meal with a sticky toffee pudding.

Exhausted by the day, we returned to Miss Jeffers’s home to watch two more of the moving pictures that she has shared with us this week. Surprisingly, although the wonderment remains, the stupefaction has lessened. Tonight we watched Miss Austen Regrets, and I found myself quite maudlin until Miss Jeffers chose a less effusively sentimental display in the fictionalize biography entitled Becoming Jane. Some day, my dear cousin, I shall describe a delicious scene in this story where our always demure Cassandra hid her eyes, while Eliza and I looked on in wry amusement at the actions of our Henry and Mr. LeFroy. Eliza always led me to think more boldly than I should, but I adore her for bringing the world to our little part of Hampshire.

This has been an accounting of my time in the Americas. I had held great trepidation at looking into the future, but Miss Jeffers has the advantage in every feature, and I have experienced a more cordial pleasure in the connection than I thought possible.

With love,

Your cousin Jane


Leaving a comment will place you in the drawing for a copy of my latest novel “Christmas at Pemberley.” The giveaway is open worldwide.

For further opportunities to celebrate Jane Austen’s birthday and to be involved in the one and thirty other giveaways as part of this blog tour, please see the links and information found in the “Giveaway” post below.

About Regina Jeffers

Regina Jeffers is the award-winning author of Austenesque, Regency and historical romantic suspense.
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82 Responses to My Week with Jane Austen (as described in a letter to her cousin, Lady Williams)

  1. Mystica says:

    How timely to win this now. Thank you for sharing.

    • If a 23 year old man can spend a week with a 30-something Marilyn Monroe, why cannot a 64-year-old former English teacher spend a week with her favorite author?

  2. Sophia Rose says:

    That was a fun letter to read and had me LOL on several occasions. It sounds like you have a lovely home and great places to visit around you. I was wondering earlier about what Jane Austen would think if she were able to see us now. (-;

    Please do not enter me in the drawing as I already have your fabulous story.

  3. Oloore says:

    I took great pleasure in reading Jane Austen’s letter about her week with kind hostess, whcih was so full of discoveries! Oh, I would really want to know Jane Austen’s reaction to discovering how much her works are loved and treasured, how many new books they inspired, how wonderful adaptations they were made into! Thank you for this letter, which also gave the oppurtunity to peek at Indian Trail’s life:) And thank you for your kind giveaway!

  4. kirk says:

    A delightful story! Lol indeed!(I was just explaining that term to my Dad a couple of days ago) Thanks so much!

  5. Jar O' Marbles says:

    What an awesome letter.

  6. Danielle says:

    I would love to win a copy of Christmas at Pemberley. I wonder what “toruble” can be stirred up. 🙂

  7. The part about the weatherman had me LOL. 🙂

    Happy Jane’s Birthday! I would love to be chosen to win the drawing!

    • When I considered this piece, the number of possible scenarios were unlimited. As I watched my new grandson on Thursday, I wondered, for example, how Jane would be with children. Cassandra attended Edward’s wife through each of the woman’s eleven deliveries, but I don’t know of situations where Jane interacted with small children, especially newborns. How would she react to a fussy 5-week-old child?

  8. Marilyn Ritter says:

    The charming letter was a tonic for my entire day. Oh, what would dear Jane think of the internet??? LOL.

    Please enter me in the contest and a MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU!

  9. Patricia Finnegan says:

    This was an enjoyable read I always wondered if Jane and her family went to 21st century how they would react and how they saw how famous Jane is now 🙂

  10. TheDaydreamer3 says:

    Fascinating 🙂

    Count me in !

  11. That was great!

    Happy Birthday Jane! Oh how I wish she would have known how loved she would forever be!

  12. I think you’ve captured the essence of Jane! Thanks for a great letter!

  13. Julie Freeman says:

    Happy Birthday Jane Austen! What a great and fun letter! Love you books!

  14. Melissa says:

    I loved that letter! What a great pick me up today!!

  15. Else T says:

    Oh, this post was quite lovely and literally drew me in! I wish I could have “participated.” Thank you so much for sharing this letter! Hope to win your book, too! 🙂 Happy bday, Jane!

  16. BeckyC says:

    Regina, Just hopping in to say hi! What a wonderful letter!

    Happy birthday, Jane!

    This is the best blog hop ever!
    Thank you for the giveaway. (but no need to enter my name as I aleady have my copy) I think I might just read it again this wonderful week before Christmas!

    • Becky, thank you for leaving a comment. I’ll leave you in the drawing. Like I said with Sophia, if you win, I’ll permit you to choose one of my other titles in its place.

  17. Olga says:

    What a great way to celebrate Jane’s birthday, by writing letters. I’ve been a devoted fan ever since I saw Emma Thompson’s Sense and Sensibility. I’ve read all the books a couple of times since then. Thanks for your remarmable letter.

    • Olga, I thought it only appropriate to have Austen write a letter. Her letters to Cassandra and other family members gives us a glimpse at her personal life. P&P was written in “letter” form originally.

  18. Loved it! I am also LOVING Darcy’s Temptations.. once again, another one of yours I can’t put down. 200 pages in and I’m just taking a break to blog hop on Jane’s Bday! I wore my Pemberely t-shirt to school today and had tea during lunch book club with my students. 🙂

    • Erlynn, I miss having tea, scones and finger sandwiches with my students after we had studied Austen. I did a presentation at my local library on Tuesday as part of an Austen birthday celebration. We also held a tea party in conjunction with my presentation.

  19. Poof Books says:

    I have enjoyed many of your books so it a pleasure to stop by. I do not have your latest so fingers crossed. The soiree is delightful.

    • How very kind of you to speak highly of my books! Yes, the soiree is quite delightful. I have joined several of the sites and will continue to do so throughout the evening. Thank you for stopping by.

  20. Katrin W says:

    What a delightful letter. Need to read it for a second time still, don´t want to miss out on parts, but it´s too late here and english is not my native language, so I´ll read it on the weekend again, with a nice cup of coffee.

    A Darcy Christmas is deffinitly on my list of want-to-read-soon! Fingers crossed for the giveaway. If not, I´ll just have to buy it. A must!

    Happy birthday, Jane Austen!

    • Katrin, thank you for being part of the Jane Austen Birthday Soiree. Having previously lived in another country, I understand the concept of simultaneously thinking in two languages.
      LOL!! I would like to take credit for A Darcy Christmas, but it is the creation of my friends Sharon Lathan, Amanda Grange, and Carolyn Eberhart, but I will leave you in the mix for my Christmas tale, “Christmas at Pemberley.”

      • Katrin W says:

        :D:D haha..well, actually they are both on my to-be-read-list. I have read about “A Darcy Christmas” and “Christmas at Pemberley” in the last weeks and must have mixed them up now. Ooops, sorry!! *blames it on the languages in the head and bed-time*

      • The mixup happens often. I don’t mind being confused with Sharon, Amanda, and Carolyn. They are wonderful writers.

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  22. Happy birthday Jane. What a charming letter Regina! Thanks for the great post and giveaway!

  23. Miss Laurie says:

    I greatly enjoyed the reading of our dear Jane Austen’s “birthday visit” to you Regina! How cleverly it is written! I especially enjoyed Miss Austen’s comments regarding modern conveniences. My eyes did well up at reading of the Austen ladies’ poverty, too bad that they weren’t able to have a share in the great amount of sales going on now, but they must have been happy enough.

    Based upon what I read today I would be very pleased to be entered in the giveaway drawing for “Christmas at Pemberley”! Thank you so much for your labor of loves for our Miss Austen! 🙂

  24. melissa claire says:

    just lovely ❤

  25. The very thought of Christmas at Pemberley is thrilling!

  26. melanie says:

    I love this! I wish she had come to America…

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  28. araminta18 says:

    Such a fun letter! Happy Birthday to Jane, indeed. 🙂
    Thanks for the great post and giveaway. 🙂

  29. marilynbrant says:

    Regina, I so enjoyed your lovely letter! Thanks for the insight and humor you filled it with and best wishes for a happy birthday celebration in honor of Jane ;).

  30. This is brilliant! I would love to have Miss Austen over for a chick flick marathon. 🙂
    Thank you for the fun and the lovely giveaway!

    • Would that not be the most enjoyable of evening? Jane Austen and Period Dramas: That spells loads of laughs. Austen’s biting wit would be a remarkable experience.

  31. Cara Dragnev says:

    Hello! I hope I am not too late–I didn’t have time yesterday to go to all the blogs…:) I have to say, I am very excited to read your book–and to win a copy would be wonderful! Thank you for being a part of this Birthday Blog Party! I am having so much fun!


  32. Nadia K. says:

    Lovely flight of fancy – I love to imagine Jane all agog and bewildered at our modern inconveniences and wonders. I came for the giveaway but now that I’ve read your work, you’re definitely going on my bucket list of authors to check out posthaste. Happy holidays!

  33. That was wonderful! Thank you for sharing – I greatly enjoyed it :-))

  34. Felicia says:

    I enjoyed reading your blog and I”d love to be entered in the giveaway!


    felicialso @gmail .com

  35. Mary Preston says:

    I enjoyed the letter thank you,. I would love to read CHRISTMAS AT PEMBERLEY.


  36. Margay says:

    What a lovely letter, Regina! Happy Holidays!


  37. Margay, you have been missed. Happy Holidays to you also.

  38. Monica P says:

    What a great letter. No offense was meant in any of the LOLs I emitted, I can assure you. It was fun to read Jane’s account of modern life, and your excellent hostess skills. I think I would spend a good portion of the time prying for more information about Darcy and Lizzy. And I’d have to ask her what Colonel Fitz’s first name really was.

    I haven’t been to Biltmore yet, but my mom loves it. I already have Christmas at Pemberley so you don’t need to enter me for the giveaway. Just wanted to stop by and show you some love 🙂 Have a Merry Christmas!

    • Monica, thank you for being such a loyal fan. LIke with Sophia and Becky, I’ll leave you in the mix. You can choose a different titles if you wish. Happy Holidays!

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  40. Jennifer Webb says:

    I love your books! I can’t wait to read Christmas at Pemberley! I am a little embarassed to say that I am behind in all my Christmas shopping that I haven’t had time to pause to read it yet so this giveaway is at a perfect time. Have a great holiday season!

  41. Jennifer G. says:

    Very cute and well written. I enjoyed your letter very much. I am also enjoyedthe Christmas at Pemberley preview and would LOVE to get my hands on a copy. It seems very well researched and written.

  42. Claire says:

    I think that is the dream of every follower of his work, she could see things that are born of her inspiration.

    Happy Birthday Miss Austen and congratulations to all who celebrate it like a dear friend’s birthday.
    My e-mail address is

  43. Lindy Waltman says:

    i can’t wait to read Christmas at Pemberley. I have enjoyed your other books about Darcy and Elizabeth. Keep up the good work.

  44. IdentitySeeker says:

    Haha! Or should I say: LOL! ? I loved this letter and think that it stays so true to Jane Austen’s writing voice. I often wonder how she would have reacted to modern times and our conveniences (such as plumbing) and especially how she would describe and make sense of them to others of her time. Thank you for this tasty little morsel of what Jane Austen’s 21st century adventure would read like.

  45. Margaret says:

    Thank you for the giveaway! Nothing beats a good old fashioned letter!


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