It's her two hundredth birthday this year.
Long ago, when I was ruefully wishing for someone like Jane Austen, a friend suggested Anne Brontë, which wasn't at all on target, but I gave it a try. I was sorely disappointed at the time, but am now re-reading Tenant of Wildfell Hall many years later, and can better appreciate it with diminished expectations.
What an amazing family, to have produced the three writers, all doomed to die so young.