This series has been on my radar for a while, since PBS picked it up for a tv show. But I didn’t really know anything about it. For example, I had no idea Winston Graham wrote it in the 1940s, though with a name like Winston I shouldn’t have been surprised.
Ross Poldark is the first book in a long series, set in post-Revolutionary War England. Ross has returned home to find everything he left behind in varying states of disarray. Somehow he must find a way to pick up the pieces and fashion a life for himself. But his choices seem to be pulling him farther from his own society, making him a sort of outcast and the subject of gossip.
I’m always on the lookout for good historical fiction, particularly long series that I can get invested in. I was hoping for that from Poldark. But if I’m honest, I’m a little on the fence about it. It was a good book, but it wasn’t quite the gripping saga I’m looking for. Not to say I won’t keep reading the series, but I’ll add it to my library list for the time being, instead of collecting all the books.
As an older book, it gets off to a slow start, and has a sort of meandering story line. It’s not like stories we’re used to now, with very set plots that move from one point to the next. It’s the story of a man’s life, the day to day stuff that doesn’t necessarily stand out as exciting, but makes up the bulk of his life.
This first book in the Poldark series was, frankly, the kind of book you enjoy while you’re reading it, but sort of forget when you’re done. You’re not desperate for the next book in the series. So, maybe I’ll try some other series before I continue down the road with that one.