My love for historical fiction coupled with my fascination with anything to do with the Roman empire (high school European history, yeah) led me to this awesome read: I, Claudius. Based on recent research, this novel is almost always included in best historical fiction lists, and it’s not hard to understand why. It is now one of my favorite historical fiction reads, ever.
The book is written as an autobiographical account of Tiberius Cladius Drusus Nero Germanicus, or just Claudius. He was also known as “Claudius the Idiot,” “That Claudius,” “Claudius the Stammerer,” or “Clau-Clau-Claudius,” descended from the great Julius Caesar and Augustus Caesar after him.
To be honest, I don’t know much about Claudius. Perhaps there’s abundant material in history books about him, and I only haven’t had the chance to look. My high school European history was relatively limited to the conquests and travails of the more popular Julius Caesar, and Roman history in general. So reading this book raised a lot of questions on accuracy and truthfulness as to events, people, and places, which I found, strangely enough, very appealing.