Hello everyone!
OKAY.
I will admit. This one took me forever. I actually checked on Goodreads and I started reading it in September.
IT'S NOVEMBER NOW, GUYS.
Yeah, I was bad with this. Really, really bad. My only excuse? I kept getting distracted. It's not that the book wasn't interesting or that I was forcing myself to crunch through it. That wasn't the case at all. The problem was that every hundred or two hundred pages, my brain literally wanted to fritz out with all the information and personality complex.
Which was why I always needed a break in between the reading sections, and that was why it took FOREVER to finish this, but I actually made a gameplan and sat down, expressively, to finish reading so that Maegan wouldn't send me over to kingdom come.
She can be a little impatient with her Tudor stuff, so let's get on with the Autobiography of Henry VIII!
