Romantic era

I had one of the first Jane Austen moments that I can remember when I was about twelve.
My parents were building a house in the countryside and the living room was the only room with the wood floors installed so far. The floor was not even polished yet but my cousin and I thought it would be a good idea to transform the room into a ballroom. She brought in the cassette player with a very treasured cassette from Strauss the father and we danced waltz all afternoon, spinning around the room without even feeling any dizziness. I, for one, remember this as a very happy moment of my life. It was a time when there were no computers, the TV remote could only switch between two channels and we were spending our days reading Dumas. In those times all girls my age wanted to marry a prince and all boys our age wanted to build a rock fortress in the playground.
Few more than few years later, I hear young girls want to get bitten by vampires. Make no mistake though, it's not Bram Stoker's type of vampire, but a classy gentlemen no-fangs type of vampire that practices abstinence and reads Emily Bronte.Now that's scary!!!
All these thoughts were crossing my mind while I was in the subway few weeks ago. To my left an asian ten year old boy wearing cute glasses was reading Jane Austen's Perssuasion and to my right a forty-five year old woman was reading a novel called "Do me twice".I tried to figure out what would be the book that I should be reading to gain my right of staying in the middle of the time line between them. Sandra Brown maybe?Alain de Botton? Fowles?
Every now and then I go back and think of the fact that we are all chasing our childhood images over and over again and then I take a book I used to read back then and read it again. This time I took Persuasion as a first read trying to picture it as the little boy did...He may be laughed at by all his schoolmates but I might be on my way to discover what the "prince" really wants and where is he hiding when we grow to read the book that the lady was reading on the subway...