I had a similar experience with Stewart Binn's Conquest, a novel about Hereward the Wake, which drove me to distraction. The author does so much "telling" that it felt as if I had someone constantly yapping in my ear while I was trying to read it. It's one of those books you clearly either love or hate and unfortunately it's on my list of books which have seriously irritated me this year. Apart from the turgid prose I just felt there was no real period sensibility. I see Hereward as much more in line with Bernard Cornwell's Uhtredit was like being in a room with a lot of people all bellowing at once and you didn't know who to turn to for proper conversation

Low doesn't take any prisoners with Lion Wakes- he dives straight into the story and you do feel a bit "whoa, where am I?" to start with. The dialect I actually enjoyed- I thought it added greatly to the atmosphere and LW has atmosphere in spades, mostly of the ominously brooding sort. I also enjoyed the use of dialect in Candlemass Road, one of my favourite George MacDonald Fraser stories, but I know it won't appeal to everyone and wonder how American readers will cope with it. (Just had the thought that Robert Low and GMF could perhaps be described as curmudgeons of a feather
