So the last St. Mary’s book, “And The Rest Is History” mangled my emotions with great skill, putting me through much more angst than any allegedly light story about time-travelling historians has a right to. In her introduction to “An Argumentation Of Historians”, Jodi Taylor says that her publishers asked if she could make this volume a little less depressing. I think she managed that, but only just.
When Max says towards the start of the book:
“It had been a bad year but it was over now. I could look forward to the future”
I’m sure not a single reader will believe her.
There are lots of good things in this chronicle of St. Mary’s. I was immediately back at home watching St. Mary’s muddle through with stout hearts, awful luck and a reckless excess of pluck. We started off at a joust with Henry VIII and at the burning of Persepolis with Alexander the Great. It was all good stuff.
When it turned out that Clive Roland was back as the big bad and I became less pleased. This is a man with all of Time to choose from who still chooses to spend his energies plotting revenge on Max. He’s apparently clever enough to avoid the might of the Time Police yet too dumb to kill Max on sight. I’ve had enough of that. I’d like a new bad guy. or at least the slow, painful and definitively final excoriation of this one. I found myself saying: “New balls, please!”
Then Jodi Taylor did it again. Just as I’d grown dissatisfied, Max ends up, lost, alone and with no hope of rescue in England in 1399 and we are treated to an engaging story of her efforts to make a life for herself there. This part of the book, which seemed like half of it, is wonderfully done.
The plot twist at the end holds up and explains a lot of the action but I didn’t find it as satisfying as the 1399 section.
This was a good St. Mary’s episode with some evocative pieces and it moves the story arc along but I’ll be happier if/when we get a different big bad on the scene (although I’d be happy to applaud clever and violent revenge in the meantime.