I can't tell you how relieved I am to have finally, finally finished this book.
Steven Erikson's Gardens of the Moon was the September choice for the sci-fi/fantasy book club my husband and I belong to. Although I started it probably four days before the meeting — which was September 15th — it took until now to get through it. True, I took a break to finish Flapper and to read The Hunger Games and As I Wake, but on the whole this book was much slower reading than I'm used to.
And it wasn't just the length. The book could be incredibly confusing at times. It was like the author was aware of this whole other history that I wasn't — well, obviously that's the point of fantasy, but he wasn't doing a very good job of communicating the history to the reader. The result was that I spent most of the book being confused and trying to figure out what was going on.
One of the other members of the book club who has read the first 4 or 5 books of this fantasy series claims that the second book is really amazing, so maybe I'll have to read it at some point. Certainly this book was very clearly leading into the next book. But it took a phenomenal act of will just to stick with this one, so I don't know if I'll want to subject myself to more of this anytime soon!