So, as you may have heard, our historical drama, WHITEHALL, is on hiatus until July 13th. The serial will be back soon, and full of the drama, romance, and mystery you’ve loved in the first five episodes. But what’s a royal reader to do during this wait? Here are a few suggestions.
Liz Duffy Adams is a playwright whose play neo-Restoration comedy Or, premiered Off Broadway at Women’s Project Theater and has been produced some 40 times since, including at Magic Theater and Seattle Rep. She’s a New Dramatists alumna and has received a Women of Achievement Award, Lillian Hellman Award, New York Foundation for the Arts Fellowship, Weston Playhouse Music Theater Award, and Will Glickman Award. Her plays include Dog Act; A Discourse on the Wonders of the Invisible World; Buccaneers; Wet or, Isabella the Pirate Queen Enters the Horse Latitude; The Listener; The Reckless Ruthless Brutal Charge of It or, The Train Play; and One Big Lie. LizDuffyAdams.com. @lizduffyadams.
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We read historical fiction at least in part to feel as if we’re time traveling—to feel that we’re experiencing a little of what it could be like to have -been- then. So we want to trust that we’re reading something with some accuracy. But story-telling requires some leeway.
Changes at court reflect the nation’s own transformation as new faces and sleeping arrangements upset the status quo.
The honeymoon is over as Charles and Catherine cross swords over the matter of his sultry mistress.
Weddings and births are usually causes for celebration – but no joys are simple when a royal family is involved.
A conversation of history, inspiration, and collaborating on the first episode of WHITEHALL.
Winds of change carry a young Portuguese princess towards her destiny as the sun rises on Whitehall.
For the fourth episode of the Serial Box podcast we gathered some of the authors of our latest serial, Whitehall to discuss what we can look forward to in the first season of this exciting historical drama!
Barbara Palmer, Countess of Castlemaine, reclined naked in a luxuriously rumpled bed, lit by a single candle and a flood of moonlight...
She who would be queen must win the love of a king—and a country.