Edward (long live the king) is the King of England. He’s also dying, which is inconvenient, as he’s only sixteen and he’d much rather be planning for his first kiss than considering who will inherit his crown…
Jane (reads too many books) is Edward’s cousin, and far more interested in books than romance. Unfortunately for Jane, Edward has arranged to marry her off to secure the line of succession. And there’s something a little odd about her intended…
Gifford (call him G) is a horse. That is, he’s an Eðian (eth-y-un, for the uninitiated). Every day at dawn he becomes a noble chestnut steed—but then he wakes at dusk with a mouthful of hay. It’s all very undignified.
The plot thickens as Edward, Jane, and G are drawn into a dangerous conspiracy. With the fate of the kingdom at stake, our heroes will have to engage in some conspiring of their own. But can they pull off their plan before it’s off with their heads?
The hype surrounding My Lady Jane was what made me pick up this book in the first place.
Lots of people were saying how hilarious and witty this book was. Also, it’s a rewritten history of a Lady who lost her head, so I was like “Cool! Sounds like a fun read!”
So I got the book.
I didn’t know much about My Lady Jane when I started reading.
In fact, I somehow missed the memo that there would be magic in this book. How did I do that? I have no idea.
But hey, the fact that there was magic made me even more excited. Who doesn’t love some magic? (Hint: Me, apparently)
Nothing about the opening of My Lady Jane appealed to me.
I tried to find things about the characters to like, but came up dry. They all seemed really immature and overly silly. It was also very difficult to differentiate between their voices. I had to keep checking the name at the beginning of the chapter to remember who was narrating.
The magic also was a joke. The idea the authors had was really cool, but the execution was poor and it hurt my soul.
The story line was overshadowed by bad attempts at humor.
It may have been just me, but I could not get on board with any of the humor in My Lady Jane. It was slapstick gone wrong. I could tell where I was supposed to laugh, but that doesn’t mean that I did laugh… at all.
I made it about 20% through before I had to stop.
Maybe I didn’t give My Lady Jane enough of a chance. But I did not find it enjoyable at all. I couldn’t even bring myself to pick it back up.
Did the hype kill it?
After hearing so many amazing things about My Lady Jane, maybe my expectations for the book were too high. I know a lot of people loved this book, but I just don’t see it.
What did you think about My Lady Jane? Did it live up to the hype?
Let me know your thoughts in the comments below!