the plot thickens

Finally! Something happened in Clarissa - she was swept away by Lovelace, and her reputation is in bad shape. I can't read it as fast as I'd like, because it's slow deliberate prose, but it has finally gotten interesting.
A while back, I made fun of Cynthia Voigt's deliberate style. Right now, I can't get enough of it; I'm well on my way to reading her entire body of work (except Come a stranger, which I skimmed, and read selectively, even though it's one of my favorites). For some reason, the unlikely self-knowledge of Voigt's characters, and her particular prose style, are exactly what I want to read. Maybe because Clarissa is similarly thorough?