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Ten Shakespeare in a Year

At the beginning of this year Sanne decided that she was going to read ten Shakespeare plays this year. (See her video HERE) The idea of it being that she felt like she hadn't read enough Shakespeare and since I feel exactly the same, I decided to tag along.

My experience of Shakespeare has been one of adoration and love; when I was ill off primary school I used to watch the animated plays on CBBC, Macbeth, Twelfth Night and Romeo and Juliet seem to stick in my mind. Then we began to study the plays in secondary school. It must have been my twelfth or thirteenth year that myself and my best friend at the time Jasmine went to see and outdoor production of Much Ado About Nothing (in 2007) and I was hooked. We then saw Twelfth Night the following year and, unfortunately, the year after that I missed the production of The Tempest due to illness. (Have a look at the company's site HERE) The year after that we saw Hamlet performed indoors, which was completely fabulous as well. (Their site is HERE)

These productions, along with studying several plays in school, grounded a knowledge and love of Shakespeare that I've kept with me. I am now studying an English Literature degree and undoubtedly will encounter the Bard next year (Henry IV, part 1 I believe) so the more I read and enjoy, the better knowledge I can gain.

February's Shakespeare was Twelfth Night and you can watch my review HERE
March's Shakespeare was Hamlet and you can watch my review HERE

Sorry for a somewhat different and link-filled post. I feel like relevant people need crediting & I thought you all might like to hear about what I was doing this year. Thanks for reading!

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