After having an epic wrangle with my bookstore to actually lay hands on a copy, I feel very sheepish to be saying: I'm going to be setting this one aside. It is just not my thing. (Sorry, Cameron!)
But I persevered further with this book than I usually would with something that felt not-me (all the way through to the end of this first section), and I thought about it a lot more as a consequence, so I thought I might note down some of those thoughts.
Broadly, it boils down to something that I've been observing in a lot of books that have me putting them down somewhere in the first one to one-hundred pages: they're focusing on things I don't find particularly intriguing. Which is no fault of the book's; it's just written for an audience that isn't me, and I wish much joy to both them and the author. To be precise:
- Things that interested me about the first seven chapters: the hole in Edrin's memory, the bond with Lynas, how both of those things shape him as a person; what happened with killing the god and that memory-hole; Charra; sentient murderblade.
- Things that didn't: viking attack; Edrin dickslinging his way through the slums.
(I vividly remember the first mention of the hole in Edrin's memory being the bit where I literally sat up and was interested for the first time in reading, heh.)
But mostly, at the end of the first seven chapters, I'm quite happy to say that this looks like a rollicking revenge tale of mystery, consequences and badasses in ridiculous coats, but the character and emotional stuff has really just been tucked offhand into the nooks and crannies, and I prefer books where that stuff is more central and explored.