I’m struggling. Oh boy am I struggling. What with I hear you ask? My latest read, The Fire Court, by Andrew Taylor. Which is a shame, because I read The Ashes of London (book 1) in two fast sittings. I practically ate it up, it was such an interesting read. Well, for me at least. I loved the setting, the period surrounding the Great Fire of London, which came just after the restoration of Charles II to the throne, and the ending of the Cromwell Era.
An absolutely fascinating time, with lots of intrigue, subterfuge, and yes, Regicide (don’t you just love that word?) followed by one of the greatest tragedies of the time, a fire that nearly consumed London. So, what’s not to love. The Ashes of London certainly delivered, with intriguing suspense littered with a couple of baffling murders, and a merry chase through the streets of London. I thoroughly enjoyed the shenanigans, which was also tinged with some tragedy and heartbreak.
So why am I having a hard time reading book two, which follows directly on from where Ashes left off? It’s not that we’ve lost sight of James Marwood or Cat Lovett, the two protagonists from the first book. They’re still there and, I assume, at some point, will again be integral to the plot. But right now, at the point I’ve struggled to reach—with the utterly boring (so far) story.
I’m wondering if I should even bother continuing or, whether I should just shelve The Fire Court and come back to it in a few weeks. What do you think? I might be in better frame of mind to pick up where I left off. And I usually find that taking a break helps.
What do you do when you hit a speed bump, or story-slump, give up or take a break?