As a good politically aware Canadian girl, I watch the Rick Mercer Report religiously. The dude rocks. Although I am slightly disappointed, as I am sure many are, that he plays for the other team. But I digress.
After RMR, there are always sultry, intriguing previews for The Tudors. Jonathan Rhys Meyers is Henry VIII? Man, if only the pompous lusty royal really looked like that! He could behead me anytime! I really wanted to watch the show, but it is all sequential, and I had already missed the first 5 episodes. What's a poor maiden to do?
Hello, my good friend, BitTorrent. Within one night, I had all 10 episodes at my disposal, ready to indulge in the royal fantasy. And indulge I did. It has me completely hooked. Not only on his Highness's bod, but on the actual history itself. I have the encyclopedia out, wikipedia is open on my laptop, and I am researching until my eyes can't focus on his lovely face anymore.
In fact, my research led me to a trailer for The Other Boleyn Girl, which led me here and then here, which led me to the library to get a copy of this book, which I am devouring like leftover Halloween treats.. I am indeed addicted. I may have to seek some sort of 12 step program once the show ends and I have finished all of Gregory's books. Alas, I cannot bear to think of it: the pain is too great...