Twenty nine (29) versions of stories based on Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice have appeared before my eyes. Each has taken some dialogue and characters from the original but that is as far as the similarity seems to go. One seemed to be the same book in someone else's words. Some describe the sex life of Elizabeth and Darcy, which modest, unmarried Jane Austen (writing in the early 1800s) would never have written. Others are a sequel about the next generation. Whatever they may be, most of them are interesting and vary in how compelling is the reading expedience they induce. Some are, as my musician friends would have called, B-flat, or in another metaphor, 'vanilla'.
The above paragraph, somewhat descriptive of content, does nothing to describe what happens to this reader after reading 29 of them, (after the original), and several versions of movies that have been made over the years. (There are many more books to read.) It seems that movies took great liberties with the original, many of them made in the 80, 90s and this decade. License was not only taken with costuming, script, events in the book, but have taken on the movie interest's license. what will sell at the box office (in the mind of someone who has little knowledge, usually, of what that means. The story, while entertaining, barely resembles the original. Those of us who have read the book before the movie, first find that all too often to be the case; Harry Potter and Lord of the Rings being exceptions.
Finally, in order to keep straight in my mind what this particular version is about, I have taken to reading each one straight through in a day. This has not been at all easy to arrange. I start late in the evening and read during the night when I am undisturbed and suffer only the lack of sleep the next day. However, I can keep the details straight for that book until I am through.
Multiples have been written by a single author and each takes a different route.

With the indulgence of my readers, I may comment again after reading the three that are yet unread in my possession.
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