Brett Mount

I do kinda understand Charlotte Bronte's criticisms of Austen, but while she stayed in her lane she was an absolute master of it.

This was a foundational text for urban fantasy.

This book puts forward a fairly convincing case that Arthur was actually a Welsh warlord. I'm not in a position to judge the merits of the argument, but I will always be lost in the romance of being able to read the words of a man from a thousand years ago.