Showing posts with label historical fiction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label historical fiction. Show all posts

Thursday, 3 April 2014

The Empress Emerald by J.G. Harlond 5 stars



This was a very enjoyable read. Leo Kazan’s a very likeable hero who has many interesting little traits and some less than honest habits. Drawn to shiny objects, from an early age Leo becomes adept at hiding his pilfered treasures. Had he not been drawn into the intelligence services of the British in Colonial India I think he might have developed into an international jewel thief and the ending would likely have been quite different. Leo is such an interesting character as he grows up in orphanage conditions before being thrust into adulthood at an early age, recognising his own abilities and maximising on them very well. Quick witted, he adapts to the life of the spy so well and lines his pocket in his own way, in addition to any official earnings. 

I found Davina a product of her times. A bit of a dreamer, she is a young woman whose cosseted upbringing has not prepared her for the realities of life. The long, almost sterile, marriage she enters into is something to be borne as a result of her misdeeds- a grin and bear it mentality abounding. Her abandonment by her family is tragic but it was, sadly, something which happened during the 1920s. The romantic threads are nicely woven in this beautifully written story and I found the well researched details of the Colonial India of the first third of the twentieth century very interesting to read, the setting easy to picture.

Monday, 18 November 2013

An Accidental King



Today I welcome fellow Crooked Cat author, Mark Patton with his excellent historical novel - An Accidental King. It's set in my own favourite historical era to write about, and I am admittedly very biased, but I found this a wonderful read.


Mark Patton was born and brought up on the island of Jersey. He studied Archaeology and Anthropology at Cambridge and completed his PhD at university College London. He has taught at various universities in the Netherlands, France and the UK, and currently teaches for The Open University. His first novel, Undreamed Shores, was published in 2012, and his second, An Accidental King, in 2013, both of them by Crooked Cat Publishing.

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79 AD.
As he approaches the end of his life, Tiberius Claudius Cogidubnus, the native-born but loyally pro-Roman client king of Britain, looks back on the thirty-six years of his reign.
He recalls how, as a young man, he was seduced by the grandeur of Rome and the beauty of the written word; how he was befriended by the Emperor Claudius, and by the Roman General, Vespasian, later to rule as Emperor himself.
He remembers the difficulties he encountered whilst trying to mediate between the British aristocracy and Roman officials who were often cruel and frequently corrupt.
Most significantly he reflects on the Boudiccan revolt of 60/61 AD, which he tried to prevent, and in the course of which Britain was almost lost to Rome.
Roman Britain. One man. His fate.



Mark is sharing a short extract from An Accidental King with us today:

“Although this tale can never be told in public, I feel that I must share it with you, for it is the story of who you are, though not, perhaps, of the person you thought yourself to be. It is the story, also, of the land in which we live, but it is not the history of the land it believed itself to be in the dazzling sunshine of the springtime of my youth …
I sought to promote peace and prosperity on these islands, and to avoid the bloodshed that others tried to incite. There was just one moment when I failed, and almost failed completely …
It was a year of madness that, in my darkest moments, I feared might extend even to the gods …
The chaos and bloodshed of that year would have spread much further, and lasted far longer, if your father and I had not acted as we did. But such is the glory of kings, like that of butterflies, that we are masters of the moment. The colours on my wings are already fading faster than my eyesight. Those powers that I have exercised, along with all the influence I have flourished, and the wealth I have accrued, were never truly mine, but merely lent to me by the gods. Unlike your other grandfather, it will never fall to me to be numbered amongst them …
Your loving grandfather, Tiberius Claudius Cogidubnus.”


Mark- thank you for visiting today, and my very best wishes with sales of An Accidental King.
Slainthe!