Brontë Bites

The official Tumblr for the Brontë Bites Substack. Bringing you two chapters of a Brontë novel every week, from across the misty moors... Subscribe here: https://brontebites.substack.com/ Inspired by classic lit Substacks such as Dracula Daily and Les Mis Letters.

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Welcome to Brontë Bites!

If you're a longtime lover of the Brontës or have never read a single thing they've written, Brontë Bites could be the subscription service for you!

Why? Because we'll be sending out two chapters of a Brontë novel every week! As you might have guessed, we've been inspired by other classic literature email subscriptions like Dracula Daily and Les Mis Letters.

The next novel we'll be reading is: Agnes Grey by Anne Brontë, starting on 25th May 2026!

Chapters will be emailed out on Mondays and Thursdays.

You can subscribe to our Substack here and access our archive of previously sent out chapters here.

We also have a book club Discord server, which you can join here, as well as an Instagram account here. Brontë Bites is new, but we're hoping to build up a readership over time!

Any questions? You can check our FAQ here or send an ask!

[fairyhagmother]

My student analysing an extract from Agnes Grey (Anne Brontë) : I’m getting a lot of bridgerton vibes from this

[alienoriana]

The Brontë stones poems

Curated and delivered by Bradford Literature Festival and originated by writer Michael Stewart, the Brontë Stones project (inaugurated in 2018) features four new, original works of writing, engraved onto stones in different locations connecting the Brontë sisters’ birthplace in Thornton and the Brontë family parsonage at Haworth.

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The Brontës, by Jeanette Winterson

Brontesaurus Fossil record of a miracle Bone by Bone Word for Word Three Women writing the Past into the Future Line by Line Listen to the Wildfell of your heart Do not betray what you love The earth opens like a book You are come back to me then? Brontissimo

Charlotte, by Carol Ann Duffy

Walking the parlour, round round round the table, miles; dead sisters stragglers till ghosts; retired wretch, runty, pale, plain C.Brontë; mouth skewed, tooth-rot. You see you have prayed to stone; unheard, thwarted. But would yank your heart through your frock, fling it as a hawk over the moors, flaysome. So the tiny handwriting of your mind as you pace. So not female not male like the wind’s voice. The vice of this place clamps you; daughter; father who will not see thee wed, traipsing your cold circles between needlework, bed, sleep’s double-lock. Mother and siblings, vile knot under the flagstones, biding. But the prose seethes, will not let you be, be thus; bog-burst of pain, fame, love, unluck. True; enough. So your still doll-steps in the dollshouse parsonage. So your writer’s hand the hand of a god rending the roof.

Anne, by Jackie Kay

These plain dark sober clothes Are my disguise. No, I was not preparing For an early death, yours or mine. You got me all wrong, all the time. But sisters, I will have the last word, Write the last line. I am still at sea. But if I can do some good in this world I will right the wrong. I am still young. And the moor’s winds lift my light-dark hair. I am still here when the sun goes up, Still here when the moon drops down. I do not now stand alone.

Emily, by Kate Bush

She stands outside A book in her hands “Her name is Cathy”, she says “I have carried her so far, so far Along the unmarked road from our graves I cannot reach this window Open it, I pray.” But his window is a door to a lonely world That longs to play. Ah Emily. Come in, come in and stay.

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[artisthomes]

Birthplace of Anne, Charlotte, and Emily Brontë on Market Street in Thornton, West Yorkshire, England

[discoscoob]

I visited the Brontë museum, the old house where the sisters lived and wrote their books 🙌

Bonus: I found a cat outside my hotel, it was cold and raining so I brought him into my room to give him warmth and shelter. He liked my hugs 🤗

[epifaniacintilante]

Agnes Grey is definitely not Mary Poppins 😅😂

[herheartwasintherightplace]

The Brontë Parsonage, in the West Yorkshire village of Haworth.

The Parsonage, built 1778-79:

The Reverend Patrick Brontë’s Bedroom:

The kitchen at The Parsonage:

Charlotte Brontë’s own clothing:

The staircase and Barraclough grandfather clock on the landing at The Parsonage:

The parlour where the Brontë sisters wrote their novels:

The garden viewed from the front door:

The moors to the rear of the parsonage:

The graveyard to st. Michael and All Angels Church to the rear of the parsonage:

The Sculpture of the Brontë Sisters, made in 1951, located outside The Parsonage:

[random-writer-named-storm]

Reading Agnes Grey as a childcare worker feels like genuine torture

[wonkanerds]

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[redplaidjacket]

Brontë Parsonage, Haworth, 2024

[sweetlikesunset]

Dream blunt rotation:

The Brontë Sisters. That’s it.

[gcantread]

Agnes Grey, or its more accurate title, I Should Be Allowed to Beat These Children With a Sock Full of Quarters Shillings by Anne Brontë (a cover redesign by me)

[sheafalcon]

Agnes Grey is bringing back horrible memories from my internship.

[lilacnightballerina]

[thisbibliomaniac]

I should read Agnes Grey again

[woundedheartwithin]

The Brontë sisters would sit around a table in their father's sitting room and write together, and they ended up parallel playing three of the most important literary works in history, and idk I just think we should all have people we can sit and write with

[vamqira]

reading Agnes Grey for the first time (also my first Anne Brontë book) and i’m enjoying it so far. every literary Tom i’ve encountered has been an absolute brute.