Madeira Mondays: Hamnet (Film Review)

I love Shakespeare. I’m not sure if I’ve mentioned that on this blog? Longtime readers please correct me, but I don’t think I’ve written any posts on Shakespeare before? Nevertheless, I felt compelled to write this review of the recent historical drama Hamnet, adapted from a book by Maggie O’Farrell, which is all about Shakespeare’s wife and the loss of their son.

For full disclosure, I’ve not read the novel and, while I’ve read and seen the play Hamlet a couple of times, it’s not a play I’m intimately familiar with. In Austin, Texas, where I grew up, there is a program at the University of Texas called Shakespeare-at-Winedale. I was lucky enough to take part in their outreach program for teens, so I spent my childhood summers acting in Shakespeare plays in a big barn with other nerdy kids. Pure bliss. I just looked it up and the program I took part in – Camp Shakespeare – is still running! Shakespeare Camp is all about “play” and encountering Shakespeare through performing the text and bringing it to life with other people. It taught me so much and instilled in me a deep love for Shakespeare, which I carried with me all through university (when, for example, I was in a production of Macbeth in a ruined 14th century Scottish abbey!).

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Madeira Mondays: “No Man is an Island” by John Donne

Howdy folks! It’s been a couple of months. I was surprised to see that my last post was in March. It’s now June. Oof, time flies. There’s been a lot on my mind, and I’ve been meaning to post, but, between teaching responsibilities and working on a new novel, I just…haven’t.

I must admit: the year started off a little gloomy for me. Back towards the start of the year, my sci fi novel almost sold…then it didn’t. This, in and of itself, was disappointing. Hopefully the book will sell to another publisher. My agent is confident; I am optimistic. But my personal disappointment was compounded by a general feeling of malaise, even helplessness, at the political situation in my home country of the US. Sometimes I still feel shocked, or speechless, at all that’s happened or that I fear might happen (just now as I write this in a coffee shop: there’s a table next to mine where they’re discussing the administration’s recent moves to revoke Harvard’s ability to enroll international students).

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