I found every aspect of the play compelling. The costumes are beautiful and the simple stark set helps all the more to feature the story and characters, portrayed by a remarkable ensemble of nearly two dozen actors.
Wolf Hall, based upon historic fiction by Hilary Mantel, focuses on the period in his reign when the king, smitten with the sexy Anne Boleyn, concocts a strategy for ridding himself of his wife of 18 years, Catherine of Aragon.
There's a rip-roaring, malevolently Machiavellian, viciously nasty, blood-letting saga of intrigue and incest on view just now. No, not in the cloistered cloakrooms of the U.S. House of Representatives; no incest there, presumably.
What is it like to finish a novel? The first time you do it, you feel utter euphoria, and you should. Unfortunately, what follows isn't always instant acceptance by an agent, an editor, or even your beta readers and friends.
The news is on my nerves. I'm feeling sad for the world, and for my country. By now the sights that emerge around the clock from Haiti don't teach me anything more than I already know about the suffering.