Does the River of London improve on the last one, if not, I won't bother following the thrilling adventures of Peter delivering food and being told for the 9,565,461st time where his mum is from.
Never managed to get to the end of a China Mieville book, there's only so much suffering I can do under the avalanche of superfluous detail.
I have, on the other hand, quite enjoyed the works of Stephen King – there are a few misses, of course – but he's really written some great stuff. Admittedly, a lot of it has been turned, with a few exceptions, into some terrible movies.