In which Jo discovers she has a talent for writing sensational fiction and can earn pretty hefty chunks of money with it. Hurrah for Jo! She works up the courage to submit a novel for publication, after pretty thoroughly "ruining" it by changing it to suit everyone, which amuses me. But then she gets it published anyway, which I find a bit convenient or over-happy or something. Maybe I'm just being curmudgeonly today, but after all the time Alcott spends discussing how Jo messes up the novel, and then it sells anyway? I"m happy for Jo, but kind of annoyed with Alcott, I guess.
I do love the description of Jo's writing cap, though, don't you? And how people could tell by what was going on with it whether or not she could be disturbed -- so amusing!
...when the writing fit came on, she gave herself up to it with entire abandon, and led a blissful life, unconscious of want, care, or bad weather, while she sat safe and happy in an imaginary world, full of friends almost as real and dear to her as any in the flesh (p. 238).
Possible Discussion Questions:
What literary lessons do you think Jo has learned?
We know Alcott made some good money by writing sensational literature too. Do you think her father reacted like Mr. March, saying she could do better? Or does that feel more like Alcott looking back at her younger self and shaking her head?