Cynthia Hand, Brodi Ashton, Jodi Meadows
Published June 2016
When the dedication page reads:
“For everyone who knows there was enough room for Leonardo DiCaprio on that door.
And for England. We’re really sorry for what we’re about to do to your history.”
You know you are in for a good time.
I had seen My Lady Jane floating around bookstagram and the book blogging universe for a few months. It was the featured book in both the June OwlCrate and Uppercase boxes, as well as receiving pretty raving reviews from all that read it. I waited much longer than I should have to read this because honestly, I had no idea what to expect. Everyone says it is hilarious, and I suppose that I was wary to pick it up because the few ‘funny’ books that I have read before came up a little short of what I find humorous.
Lady Jane Grey, sixteen, is about to be married to a total stranger—and caught up in an insidious plot to rob her cousin, King Edward, of his throne. But that’s the least of Jane’s problems. She’s about to become Queen of England.
Like that could go wrong.
Let me start by saying how much I loved this book. I loved the characters (they were charming and unique), I loved the narrators (whose commentary made me laugh out loud more times than I could count), and I absolutely loved the plot. I think I was actually taken aback at how well this book flows, there really is a great plot and motion to it rather than just being a humorous romp. Also, there is much more fantasy at work here than I expected, but it was such a lovable read and is by far one of my favorites of the year. Perhaps all time. It’s definitely up there!
Like I mentioned, this book is LOOSELY based on the lives of Lady Jane Grey and King Edward VI, but classifying it as historical fiction is… generous. I am not complaining, in fact I loved it even more for this reason. Of course, there were tons of other historical characters present in the story in addition to the main three: like Bloody Mary, Mary Queen of Scots and of course, the Queen of Hearts herself. Not to mention the narrators did such a wonderful job of showcasing how ridiculous life during this time period was; acknowledging it, and then turning it into something to laugh about rather than feel awkward at.
“Edward couldn’t imagine his cousin Jane with a husband and a child, even though she was sixteen years old and sixteen was a bit spinsterish, by the standards of the day.”
While I really did love all of the main characters and all of the different point of views, Jane was by far my favorite. (Also, it should be briefly noted that while there are three POVs at work here, it is not confusing in the slightest.) Our narrators brought such a special dose of feminism to the table, and not just in Jane, but with all of the female characters. They are portrayed as strong, independent women with all different personality types. They read! They fight! And they are sassy AF.
I thought it was so clever that the narrators could bring to life historical figures, and rewrite history to give them happy endings. Plus, the actual magic in the book is so wonderful, it fills my heart with warm fuzzies. At first, I was marking every page that made me laugh, but I had to stop when there were gems like this on every other page:
“Yes, Gracie was a fox. No, really. She was. Literally. (We know. It’s too good.)”
My poor book, dog-eared 137 times. *shrugs*
I could probably go on all night about how wonderful this book is, but I am too busy hugging it and rubbing my hands over the embossed golden horse on the cover. This book now has a special place reserved in my heart, and I highly recommend reading it. I challenge you to not giggle at the quirky, and sometimes immature, humor. Then, come back here and tell me how much you love it as well.
Also: Tangled reference: nuff said.
“Wonderful Jane!” G grinned. Frying pans. Who knew?