As busy as I have been with my selling of Anne Boleyn replica necklaces, I have found some time to work on my book. There are many, many books about Anne Boleyn but I feel like I do have some original thoughts and theories. I’d like to share a small portion of my writing.
“1536 should have been a golden year for Henry VIII and Anne Boleyn–after all, it had begun with the death of one of the greatest obstacles to their happiness, Catherine of Aragon, and Anne was again pregnant, this time with what surely was going to be the longed for male heir that would make up for the chaos and disappointment of the previous years.
Yes, it was going to be a memorable year, but not one that would be remembered for triumph, but for tragedy.”
More to come!
I do apologize for the lack of posts in recent months. I have been working to build my jewelry business. My number one seller is still my Anne Boleyn replica B necklace, but I now offer a version that is made with real grade B or grade A freshwater pearls.
I’m also continuously working on designing other letters so that I can offer the entire alphabet. I haven’t been happy with any of my designs yet but I’m hoping to be able to offer them by next year. I’d also like to offer them in silver.
For the month of May my shop is quite busy–I have started giving away free Anne Boleyn cameo pendant necklaces with every purchase of a B necklace. My reason for this was mostly my attempt to make May a slightly happier time for those who are remembering Anne’s tragic execution. Such necklaces are great conversation pieces that allow for the wearer to tell the story of the subject of the necklace, which means to me that more people have chances to explain that Anne was not guilty, that she was not a low-born seductress who only wanted the crown, and that she did not have six fingers, as well as being able to discuss her charity, education, faith, and wit.
If you are interested in supporting this cause, or just interested in owning a beautiful piece of jewelry, you can get yours here at:
As well as occasionally blogging about my own historical research, I’m writing a book. Another book about Anne Boleyn? Yes. Why?
Because there are centuries of misinformation to attempt to undo, and it’s going to take more than a few passionate historians to try.
People watch The Other Boleyn Girl and learn that Anne played the king until he forcefully had his way with her. That she actually tried to conceive with her own brother.
They watch The Tudors and learn about an ambitious family who used Anne as if she accomplished nothing on her own.
In Wolf Hall, we see Anne as being cruel and demanding…an unbearable nag.
These portrayals of Anne exist because we have historians not looking at evidence objectively. We have people taking the correspondence of Chapuys (who never disguised his hatred for Anne) and using it as pure truth. We have historians misinterpreting events, as well. We do not have Anne’s responses to Henry’s love letters. How does one then arrive at the conclusion that she was keeping him “at arm’s length” until he promised to place a crown on her head?
In all of these portrayals of Anne, she falls out of favor with Henry when Jane Seymour comes along. Henry wants to get rid of her, and so she loses her head when accused of adultery.
It baffles me that some historians think that she was guilty.
And so my work truly begins. People will challenge me and criticize my ideas, my writing style, and my knowledge…but I have to put it out there.
It’s the least I can do for someone who has inspired me from such an early age.
“Kings Ms. 9”. I had sent at least nine emails to a wonderfully helpful woman at the manuscripts services department of the British Library and now I had what I needed to request a book that I never thought I would be able to hold. Over the previous weeks I had had to fill out several pages of information to apply for a special pass that would grant me access to the manuscript reading room at the St Pancras location. I still did not think that I was going to be given access to the book–it was rare and valuable and I am not a famous historian, just a history student with a dream. I have always believed that rather than playing him for power, Anne Boleyn was in love with Henry and inside of this book was proof.
Greetings to all who have happened upon this, my first post. I have started blogging because I thought that it would help me to practice my writing and get it out into the world–“publicity”.
I know, I know…Another person writing about Anne Boleyn…What could I have to say that’s any different from what’s already been said? Well, a lot, actually.
My fascination with Anne began when I was about twelve. I was looking for something new to read in my school library and tucked between two other hardcover books was a copy of Carolyn Meyer’s “Mary, Bloody Mary”. I read the back. And then the inside cover…before I knew it the bell was ringing and I was well into chapter two. I took the book home and finished it about two days later. I felt so sorry for this young girl, Mary and her poor discarded mother who had been queen.
I hated Anne Boleyn.
I couldn’t get enough of Mary’s story so I went back to the library and found another book–this one was not an historical fiction. It included black and white photos of portraits! I immediately skipped to the photo section and my heart jumped as I opened right to the striking image of a seemingly smirking woman with sharp features and dark hair. Though she was not beautiful, I was entranced, like so many before me. Who was this? Why did she seem to be smirking? On the bottom of the page I read the words “Anne Boleyn–National Portrait Gallery”. Instead of borrowing that book from the library, I went home and spent hours researching Anne Boleyn.
I found that even at a young age, I seemed to have much in common with her. I also found that she was not a grasping “shrew” or a “concubine” who bewitched a king into discarding his true wife, but an amazing, intelligent, charitable, strong, and opinionated woman.
I love Anne Boleyn, and my goal is to write about her so that fewer and fewer people ask “wasn’t she bad?” in response to that.