Jane Austen Meets the Modern Woman
If Jane Austen were alive today, she would be utterly fascinated (and, let’s face it, mildly horrified) by the modern woman. What would she make of women running companies, managing households, earning their own fortunes, and—heavens forbid—choosing their own husbands without a second thought to their social rank? She would have likely satirised the curious contradictions of today’s woman, much as she did in her own time.

In Pride and Prejudice, Elizabeth Bennet remarks, ‘A lady’s imagination is very rapid; it jumps from admiration to love, from love to matrimony in a moment.’ One could argue that today’s woman has an even swifter imagination—jumping from work deadlines to grocery lists, from self-care resolutions to guilt over postponing them, and from career aspirations to existential dread about whether she should have started a side hustle during the pandemic.
Austen’s heroines lived in a world where marriage was often the only respectable option for financial security. Today’s woman, however, has choices—sometimes too many. She can swipe left or right to find love, scroll endlessly through career advice, or fall into a spiral of self-improvement videos that promise she’ll finally ‘have it all’ if she just wakes up at 5 AM, drinks matcha, and journals for 20 minutes before an intense Pilates session.
One can almost hear Austen chuckling at the absurdity of it all.
And yet, some things remain unchanged. The pressure to be ‘accomplished’ (a term Austen’s Mr. Darcy used to define the ideal woman) still lingers, though the checklist has simply expanded. Today’s accomplished woman must not only sing, dance, and paint but also excel in her career, maintain a perfect home, be emotionally available for her loved ones, and—of course—age gracefully while pretending she has no opinion about it. Mr. Darcy would struggle to keep up.
Austen would have delighted in crafting a heroine in modern paradoxes: a woman who is told she can ‘have it all’ but wonders why that means she has to 'do it all'. She might have written about the corporate executive who delivers boardroom presentations with the same poise as Elizabeth Bennet rejecting Mr. Collins, or the exhausted mother who, like Anne Elliot in Persuasion, knows that sometimes patience is its own kind of quiet rebellion.
Austen was a keen observer of society’s expectations and all the ways women subverted them. If she could see us now, she might raise an eyebrow at the frantic pace of modern life but would surely find satisfaction in knowing that her sharp-witted, independent heroines finally have the freedom to write their own stories—however chaotic, caffeinated, and complicated they may be.
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