The first book in this planned trilogy, The Wolf, ends with a foreboding epilogue. The Spider, picking up just days after, begins with an equally foreshadowing prologue hinting at the disaster about to strike. With both epilogue and prologue in mind, it's no surprise that this story begins with a funeral.
This is the type of book where almost everything feels familiar or reminds you of something. But not in a way that it feels like a carbon copy. There is a personality in his writing, the author has a voice.
Once in a while, I'll choose a book without really paying any attention to book blurbs. In the case of The Essex Serpent, it was one of those books I'd noticed in passing on lists over Best Books of 2017. I'd been drawn to the cover in books stores, and at one point I think I must have read the blurb even though when I, on a whim, decided to read it I couldn't remember much about it.
There was a time I knew the more well-known stories of the Norse mythology by heart and could name all the major characters. Today, I've forgotten a lot, but my love for the stories have remained, even grown as I've become older and understand them better.