Oh man, the title makes me mad. It's like the author attempted to write a cosy mystery/ romance novel but thought by adding in Jane Austen's name a few times, she could market it as some sort of tribute. The protag goes on a vacation to a place which is never properly explained, where people sort of act like it's the 1800s, and a romance may or may not have been set up for her. Unfortunately, this setting feels nothing like "Austenland", provides no insight into Austen's work and fails to impact in any way. The romance is one of those one's where the characters' declarations of love, though completely predictable, are almost unexpected because absolutely nothing romantic has happened.