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William Shakespeare's Henry VIII
The Famous History of the Life of King Henry VIII (also known as All is True) was written in 1613, possibly to celebrate the Royal Wedding of one of King James’s daughters which took place that year. The play does not seem to have been published until 1623, when it appeared in the First Folio. It is the last of Shakespeare’s English history plays, and may also be the very last play he ever wrote, as he died just three years later. The Tempest, written around 1611, was the final work Shakespeare authored alone, but we know that after that he produced a few others collaboratively.
By Doc Sherwood2 years ago in BookClub
William Shakespeare's Coriolanus. Top Story - December 2023.
Written around 1608, Coriolanus was possibly William Shakespeare’s last tragedy. He wrote four such plays set in Ancient Rome, and coincidentally his first tragedy, Titus Andronicus, is also one of these. However, while Titus is not very accurate historically, for Coriolanus (as well as Julius Caesar and Antony and Cleopatra) Shakespeare made extensive use of Plutarch’s Lives of the Most Noble Grecians and Romans which had been translated into English by Thomas North in 1579. Coriolanus does not appear to have seen print in Shakespeare’s lifetime, and the earliest text is from the posthumously-published First Folio of 1623.
By Doc Sherwood2 years ago in BookClub
Dark Matter
The students from the visiting girls' school were getting to be a real pain. This morning had been typical. A bunch of us were on our way to class, when Nectar suddenly pulled up so sharply that her spiral antennae all but straightened, and with a shocked little squeal of "Ooh!" clapped both hands to the back of her regulation miniskirt.
By Doc Sherwood2 years ago in Fiction
Nectar Hands me a Conundrum
Mighty oaks and silver birches and Californian redwoods cast their twining shadows from overhead as Four-Eyes and I passed quietly through the night-time botanical garden. From flowerbeds at our feet, springtime crocuses nestling alongside Christmas begonias threw colour and scent. The path wound its way by holographic simulacra of an English thatched cottage, Mount Rushmore, and the Taj Mahal.
By Doc Sherwood2 years ago in Fiction
Interplanetary Interschool
Telekinetic boys were the worst. The umpires were psychic too, and supposedly able to detect a contestant illegally using his powers, but low-level stuff slipped by them. That was why my shoelace coming untied mid-game always made me fume with suspiciousness, and doubly so when my underwear happened to need an urgent untuck just when I was about to shoot the ball.
By Doc Sherwood2 years ago in Fiction
When the Ball-Machine went Haywire. Top Story - December 2023.
At lunchtime the day it happened, I was sitting sidelong on a bench with my feet up. Another boy and a girl came over so I scrambled up at once, then sat down again with a bump at the far end. I hoped the girl might look at me and say thanks for making room, but no such luck.
By Doc Sherwood2 years ago in Fiction
Coda, Chapter Two
Finally a free afternoon came around. It would have been a long way for Joe to walk, so he and Neetra set off together in the latter’s space-car, flanked by Flashtease who was driving Flashshadow in his and Joe’s red racer. She, our hero knew, wanted to see this as much as he himself did.
By Doc Sherwood2 years ago in Chapters
Coda, Chapter One
Days had passed since Joe returned from the realm of his subconsciousness, re-enacting The Four Heroes’ epochal journey from Boston to Nottingham in a manner brought wholly up to date with his present circumstances. That notwithstanding, and for all that he and his companions this time had been spread out across two spaceships traversing half the galaxy, the resemblances could not but feel timely to Joe when waiting for him at his destination was a multitude of Mini-Flashes and other sentient beings to whom that original pilgrimage meant something.
By Doc Sherwood2 years ago in Chapters
