Don't feel bad: I grew up on 50 acres, had plenty of trees to climb, plenty of places to ride off on my bike, and my pony. I just never went to summer camp.
However, yesterday I found the perfect and ideal summer camp for me. The Connecticut regional chapter of the Jane Austen Society of North America runs a Jane Austen summer camp. Yep.
http://www.jasna.org/regions/events/ct-jul.html
Activities include lectures, games, Regency pastimes, and discussing Jane Austen with her other biggest fans. According to the website, "night owls can join us the first evening for a rousing game of “Who Wants to be a Duchess?” Participants use their knowledge of Jane Austen and 19th century England to answer trivia questions. See if you have what it takes to rise to the highest rank in the ton." Oh goody, I can't wait.
The theme this year is "Random Acts of Regency Naughtiness" and there will be a raffle to win a basket of “naughty” (PG-rated!) regency period gifts. Supposedly the idea "emerged as the conference theme after your conference committee had one waffle too many at a planning meeting!"
Personally, I don't think it was a waffle that inspired this year's naughtiness theme. I think at least one someone around that conference table had read 50 Shades of Grey. Or the whole trilogy.
I can honestly say that I have not read any of the three books. However, I did read a blog called 50 Shades of Suck:
http://50shadesofsuck.tumblr.com/page/26
It's set up a little oddly, as she started blogging in the middle of the trilogy and then went back and blogged the beginning because people kept telling her she needed to do so. So the blog needs to be read from page 26, then each previous page until page 1 is reached, then moving to the last page, 54, and moving backward to page 26. Odd, I know, but hilarious. I remember more pictures when I read it a few months ago, maybe she had to take them down. This blog had enough excerpts from the books (accompanied by the blogger's snarky comments) to show me that I did not need to read them. The repetition of the phrase inner goddess alone was enough for me.
Some examples:
My inner goddess jumps up and down with cheerleading pom-poms shouting yes at me;
My inner goddess is doing the merengue with some salsa moves;
My inner goddess has stopped dancing and is staring, too, mouth open and drooling slightly;
My inner goddess sits in the lotus position looking serene except for the sly, self-congratulatory smile on her face
My inner goddess bounces up and down like a small child waiting for ice cream
(taken from http://www.minnesotareads.com/2012/03/fifty-shades-of-grey/)
Jane Austen's inner goddess is cringing right now. Oh wait, Jane Austen's inner goddess is dead, just like the rest of her.
I know because I saw the plaque in Winchester Cathedral. I'd post the picture I took but it came out really dark.
I leave you with a 50 Shades of Grey musical. Hopefully your inner goddess will enjoy it!
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