As a special treat this week, I present a guest post from historical novelist J. L. Spohr. I have recently received a review copy of her latest book, Heirs and Spares and will be posting my thoughts in the very near future. In the meantime, please enjoy reading Jennie's thoughts on America's fascination with British royalty.
Henry the Eight I Am,
I Am:
The Man Behind
America’s Obsession with British Royals
By J.L. Spohr
With the whole world holding its breath and waiting to meet
the new Windsor heir, it’s no surprise that parents-to-be Kate Middleton and
Prince William are consistently ranked as the top two celebrities in People magazine. Strangely, we Americans have been obsessed with the British royals ever since
we won our hard-fought freedom from them. The question is why? Yes, they’re a
living breathing fairy tale and a reality TV drama all in one, but why the
pull? Why do we rank them higher than our own rich and famous?
Part of the answer is our own history, but part of the
answer is their history. And no part
of British history seems more intriguing to the American mind than that of the
Tudors. Even before Johnathan Rhys Meyers (swoon) played the lusty and hot-tempered monarch ,
the story of Henry VIII and his four ill-fated wives (and two content ones), is
the stuff of a storyteller’s dream. Books like The Other Boleyn Girl and Wolf
Hall launched author’s careers, and there is no end of corseted Tudor
ladies ruling the bestseller lists, not only for historical fiction but fiction,
period.
When I was writing the female protagonist of my own historical novel,
I kept coming back to an amalgamation of Henry’s wives because their story
has it all: murder, mistresses, plotting, poison, political climbing, betrayal,
barren wombs, lust, religious upheaval, war, really gruesome deaths, really
poetic deaths, grasping men and false women all wrapped up in fabulous clothes
and astounding castles. Not to mention the break with Rome that changed the
course of Western history.
You don’t even need to be a royal watcher or Anglophile like
me to be fascinated by King Henry’s life and its fall out. The all-together majesticness of his majesty keeps
pulling us back, hundreds of years later, despite his horrific temper,
wandering eyes, and unsupportable beheadings.
I was at Hampton Court last summer—this
is the palace Cardinal Wolsey built and was forced to gift to Henry – and they
have actors dressed in traditional Tudor garb who walk about, acting out a half
ad-libbed, half scripted play throughout the palace. I felt that I had missed
my life’s calling, and if I squinted out the other tourists in the background,
I could put myself right back there in the 16th century, standing
under Anne Boleyn’s gate while being brushed by the hem of His Majesty’s cloak.
It was thrilling, even if only make-believe. And even if I was wearing Gore-Tex
instead of silk damask.
I write historical fiction because I’ve spent my life being
fascinated with the Tudors and their descendents, and I want to answer the
questions: “why did these people, in this situation, do what they did?” When a
man, who seemingly has the world at his feet, beheads two wives, and divorces
two more, all in the name of getting a male heir, yet who will instead pass his
crown to an audacious and astounding daughter, that man is one who will pique
the curiosity of history again and again.
The current House of Windsor bears no real relation to the
Tudors. Kate Middleton’s head is probably secure, regardless of what she does
next. Yet for many of
us, the royal prince and princesses still hold up the mantel of that exciting, tragic,
and world-changing history. That’s something no rich celebrity or lauded actor
can compete with, and it’s what keeps us coming back for more.
J. L. Spohr is the
author of Heirs & Spares and several short stories. An incurable
Anglophile, she turned her attention to historical fiction and fictional
monarchies after studying the Reformation in graduate school. She is an
ordained minister and lives with her brood in Seattle. Visit her online at
www.jlspohr.com.
It’s 1569. Elizabeth I sits on the English
throne, the Reformation inflames the Continent, and whispers of war abound.
But in Troixden, just north of France, the
Lady Annelore isn’t interested in politics. Times are hard, taxes are high, and
the people in her duchy need her help just to survive. Her widowed father is a
good man easily distracted by horses, and her newly knighted childhood
friend…well, he has plans of his own.
Then Annelore receives a call she can’t
ignore.
When Troixden’s sadistic king died
childless, his younger brother William returns from exile to find his beloved
country on the brink of civil war. He’s in desperate need of the stability that
comes with a bride and heirs. But Annelore, his chosen queen, won’t come quietly.
Now the future of Troixden lies in the
hands of two people who never wanted the power they’ve received and never
dreamed that from duty and honor they might find love and a path to peace.
Heirs
& Spares is one part
history, two parts palace plotting, and a whole lot of juicy romantic intrigue.
Break out the spiced wine and sink in to this rousing read.
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