There is a fair bit of quality that can go into making a GOOD purely fun thing, and even when it’s pure schlock there’s no shame in that. Some times you want a steak, sometimes you want a burger. Both can be good or bad in their own ways, and neither is better than the other.

I’m currently working on Children of Ash and Elm by Neil Price, an indepth dive on Vikings covering history, archeology, mythology, and so on. It’s decently well reviewed and at least seems really comprehensive but I have to admit I’m having trouble getting into it and I’m mostly just grinding out 10-20 page chunks at a time before I end up dropping it to do something else.

That was the last book I finished, and it was solid. The “getting the gang back together” part was fun, and the latter half just picked up from there. Without getting too spoilery I think the last character from her past showing up, and the more fantastical shift from there on, really added a lot to the enjoyment factor.