I bought ‘Firekeeper’s Daughter’ because I loved the idea behind it, it got great press and the cover was cool.

I haven’t done it justice. I’ve been reading it for five days now and I’ve only made it 20% in to its nearly 500-page length and I’m setting it aside before anything has happened.

It’s one of those books that’s fine when I’m reading it but which never becomes the first thing I want to pick up and move on with when I have more than one novel underway.

I think I’m too old and too jaded for this book. Which is fine as I’m clearly not the target audience. Maybe, when I was fifteen, I’d have been carried away by it. At sixty-four, I feel I’m being preached at and that the world I’m being shown is so romanticised that it has the same ‘Ahh, isn’t that nice?’ feel to it as a Hallmark Christmas movie. I just don’t have that kind of sweet tooth anymore.

I flipped from the ebook to the audiobook, hoping the narrator would carry me along but the production is a little echoey and the narrator doesn’t seem to have a lot of range.

Anyway, I’m sure lot’s people will get value from this but it’s not for me.