Category Archives: Historical Fiction

Book Review: The Virgin Blue by Tracy Chevalier

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A book that hooks you, but leaves you wanting more – I think that’s the best way to sum up The Virgin Blue. The story moves between Isabelle Tournier, known as La Rousse for her similarity to the Virgin Mary, living in late sixteenth century France, and Ella Turner, the modern day protagonist. Isabelle’s story is immediately engaging and sympathetic – trapped into a marriage with the cold and calculating Etienne after falling pregnant with his child, and forced to flee her beloved home during the Huguenot persecution, her life is filled with cruelty and suspicion. She is forever forced to suppress herself and her beautiful red hair – the detested reminder of the resemblence she bares to the Virgin. When the inevitable tragedy occurs towards the end of the novel, it is almost too much to bear – and that’s without knowing the character as well as you’d sometimes feel you’d like to. Chevalier keeps her at arms’ length from her reader, which is often a shame.

Ella is less sympathetic, although as the reader we do get to know her better. Uprooted from California to rural France by her husband Rick’s job, she feels alienated and foreign, and plagued by nightmares, her health deteriorates. She knows that her family is originally from that part of France and so she begins some geneological research, which leads her into new friendships, new discoveries, and into the midst of Isabelle’s tragic story. In one sense, the troubled and slightly tortured character of Ella is a fascinating read, but at times she is self-indulgent to the extent that she’s irritating, especially when contrasted with Isabelle, who really does know heartbreak. That said, I did relish some aspects of the story, especially the way in which both characters related to men. Etienne and Rick are set at a parallel: the wrong choices, albeit for quite different reasons. Jean-Paul and the scarred shepherd are the soulmates; at one point the parallel is so strong that you almost venture to wonder if Ella is Isabelle reincarnated!

Overall, a great plot and interesting characters; a compelling read. What stops it from being a five star book, for me, are all the unanswered questions. Does Ella settle in France with Jean-Paul? Where did Isabelle go when she reached the crossroads and appealed for the Virgin’s guidance? Who is Nicholas Tournier and why is he significant? I reached the end of the book and realised I was left to wonder.

Book Review: The Kingmaker’s Daughter by Philippa Gregory

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The Kingmaker’s Daughter is the story of Anne Neville, youngest daughter of the Earl of Warwick or the ‘Kingmaker’, and later wife and Queen of Richard III. The novel follows Anne from her early childhood with her sister Isabel, through the twists and turns of history (and her father’s ever-changing allegiances) to her eventual bid for freedom and ultimately, the English crown. This book is the fourth instalment in Philippa Gregory’s “The Cousins’ War” series.

I really enjoyed this book. Married first to the heir of the House of Lancaster then later to a brother of the House of York, Anne’s life was short but almost relentlessly exciting. Philippa Gregory strives hard in this series of novels to place female characters at the centre of events, to create players rather than pawns. With Anne Neville her task is a hard one, and at times it is difficult to get away from the fact that Anne is very much a chess-piece, first for her father, then for King Edward and finally her husband Richard. There’s no doubt that Anne regains some of her autonomy in her choice to run away and marry Richard, but it is also evident that Richard has his own motives for the match, thus dulling any sense of true victory for Anne.

I found Gregory’s Anne very likeable: she is a privileged woman with an inherent sense of arrogance and entitlement, but she is not without humour and good nature. I also enjoyed Gregory’s portrayal of Anne’s marriage to Richard; for all their political manoeuvring, they both clearly loved one another. I also liked seeing Richard through Anne’s eyes – Philippa Gregory does a fantastic job of painting a picture of a shrewd politician, a fair and honourable man, and a loving husband, whilst also hinting through Anne’s own words that there is another side to him, one which Anne is either unable or unwilling to see. I think that ultimately this is what I love most about all of this series of books, this one included: it is essentially the same story, but the heroes and villains change depending on the point of view of the storyteller. In this book, the White Queen Elizabeth Woodville is Anne’s grave enemy, painted as a powerful witch, a seductress, and a murderer – a far cry from the motherly beauty of the White Queen indeed!

I look forward to reading the White Princess next, where the story will move on a little to the advent of Tudor England, and I suspect where we will get to see a different version of Anne’s King Richard altogether.