A snippet of a review for my new novel, ROAN ROSE, one I’ve dreamed of writing since I was a teenager. An odd synchronicity for me that the year it was finally published was also the year when Richard III’s bones were rediscovered, more or less where tradition said he was buried. Once his three day summer time corpse was finally deposited in a hastily opened grave in the Franciscan Monastery of Leicester and covered–probably much to everyone’s relief who was standing nearby–that was the end of the Plantagenet dynasty, a line stretching back to the 11th Century. When the monastery was destroyed during the Reformation, the site was lost. First, the ruins became someone’s garden, and, much later, a parking lot.
“Waldron certainly knows her history…Yet despite accuracy for setting, Roan Rose is ultimeately a book about character. Rose and Richard and Anne are all fully formed people with their virtues and faults, their moments of kindness and integrity…Rose walks an uncomfortable line between friend and servant. Her heart belongs to the two people who always stand above her, will never view her as their equal, yet who can never bear to part with her completely for long…”
~~ Diane Salerni, “The Caged Graves” (HarperCollins, forthcoming)
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