(A Long Night for Sleeping)
I thought I’d take a break from the Nordic Noir and so chose Nox Dormienda, the Arcturus Mystery Series Book 1.
A little light-hearted read, I thought. OK, I’m a pushover for ancient Roman detectives, but this time my choice wasn’t the best.
The blurb tells me it’s a Bruce Alexander Memorial Historical Mystery Award Winner and a Macavity Award (Sue Feder Memorial Historical Mystery Award) Finalist.
Saturnalia is almost over, but drunks and gamblers aren’t the only denizens of Londinium knocking on the doctor’s door. The winter of 836 a.u.c. (83 A.D.) is cold and bitter. The year’s final exhale will be colder still.
Arcturus–the half-native, half-Roman doctor and occasional problem-solver–has seen much in his thirty-three years. He’s risen–despite not playing the politics game. He is Agricola’s doctor. And Agricola’s friend. And Agricola is the governor of Britannia. Now, on a frozen December afternoon, he learns the governor is in trouble
Was it any good? I managed to read a little more than halfway but couldn’t bring myself to finish it.
This would have been a good mystery if the author hadn’t insisted on trying to be funny. It didn’t work.
P.S. Why go to the trouble with date shown in ad urbe condita and then using AD instead of CE?
Not recommended unless you’re trapped in an elevator.