I saw how similar Austen's family dynamics were to my own a couple of centuries down the line. When Austen's father stepped away from his post as a clergyman, it forced the family to leave their genteel rectory home for a series of ever more insecure living quarters.
Joyce employs her considerable emotional acuity and deft characterisation to portray the complexities of sibling relationships and the burden of patriarchal dominance in a masterly exploration of art, grief and familial bonds.