“Oh, the Brontës made tiny, adorable books as children, what a whimsically elfin set of juvenilia, hooray for the enchanting teeny-weeny Brontës. What a wee, fetching pursuit for precocious children, these improbably-sized books made with fairies’ wings and baby angel stitches.”
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WELL, THE BRONTËS’ JUVENILIA CAN SUCK IT:
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“This is one of a collection of twelve giant books made in 1715 by a priest in New Spain (as in Spanish colonial Mexico), currently being preserved by the library of the National Autonomous University of Mexico. Nearly a meter long, made with animal skin, wood and leather caps containing scripts for religious ceremonies in convents during the colonial era, they were found by a graphic documents restorer, Tania Estrada, who tracked down the books which were donated to various libraries in Mexico in 1915.”
1. The Brontës didn’t even write twelve regular-sized books in their entire LIVES
2. Giant books are cooler than tiny books
3. Look at how big that book is
4. You could probably fit four actual Brontës in that giant book. They could all die of tuberculosis in there
5. The Brontës can suck it
