Hatzimihail's Fall of Constantinople
Yes, I am stuck in the middle of a tournament in Erotokritos and don't care to go any further. I"m strangely unmoved by fights on horseback, knights, lances, and the rules of tournament ... even the trembling lovelorn glances of Aretusa and Rotokritos fail to elicit a sneer or a flicker of mild interest. With any luck, as soon as I decide to stop reading I'll be passionately interested in their glacially paced romance. Here's hoping!