So far, a great discovery. Totally a surprise, but I guess that is what discoveries are. When you aren’t expecting to find something very right for you, you do.
I’m on page 148, and went to Goodreads to peruse comments (and see what quotes people had pulled from the book). One person – poor thing seems to be suffering from snobbery – doesn’t seem to know how to characterize the main character or has misread the author’s characterization. The protagonist is quite down, for good reasons. Poor snobby reviewer considers him self-pitying (her word). She goes on the say that she simply MUST read some Hilary Mantel. She seems to need to express a dire thirst for literature, the supposedly real kind. Ugh. Gag.
To each her own, I guess. Thus, my rant.
I love a good original, involved, well-imagined, caringly crafted story of an academic in an old city in a far, far off time.
How cool that another PhD (I mean, in addition to the others I’ve discovered like Diana Gabaldon and Sara Donati and others) went into writing fun novels!