I am a huge historical fiction fan. I’ve probably read more historical fiction than I have, let’s say, the ever so popular young adult genre..which I love, too. Something about historical fiction, though, makes me dream of another time and another place. It’s fascinating and knowing that through reading, it’s really the only way you can live in what is no more. History does have its dystopia moments, so there you go. Anyway, enough of this.
Wars of the Roses: Stormbird by Conn Iggulden.
Besides having a cool last name, the author is a fantastic storyteller. Instead of throwing around random facts to prove he did his research and mountains of paragraphs of stuff that we don’t really care about like some in the historical fiction genre sometimes tends to do, he dives right into the action and into the lives of these characters. He made me care for people who have been long dead, like the poor William de la Pole. Now I admit, I read a lot of Phillipa Gregory. Yes, I love her work. But I don’t feel like she always gets into the battlefields from the perspective of the men who fought(I may be wrong, but I don’t recall). In this book, we see men in their battles. We see death in brutal ways and we see what really happens outside the castle walls of the common man and their frustrations and the happenings with Jack Cade. Margaret of England is in this book, although her characterization isn’t as strong, as it seemed to me. I’m going to close out this somewhat of a review and say that Wars of the Roses: Stormbird, first in a series, is well worth checking out. I enjoyed it very much and it will be one to be reread over and over again.