Just another GR refugee. Other than that, I had a stroke in 2004, and read almost anything I can get my hands on, though I have a particular weakness for history, mystery, and historical fiction.
The author has supposedly won a Pulitzer. (OK, it was for photojournalism.)
This book was selected by the Guardian as one of the "best science books" of 2017. The CBC put it at the top of its 2017 "holiday gift guide" of books about science and nature.
I regret to say at 6% in it is poorly organized, opening with three (inadequate) maps (and hard to read on a kindle, though that is not his fault - possibly the publisher's), and a chronology of events which is, depending on how you look at it, either spoilerific or because he couldn't be bothered to write a proper narrative history.
And then the spliced sentences started popping up, as well as at least one sentence fragment. Watson is also addicted to adjectives.
I'll be charitable and say he needed a better and more observant editor. I would think W.W. Norton would have been capable of finding one, but perhaps the experienced ones were all busy elsewhere, and an intern got the job.
(I think - think, mind you - that I shall finish this, as I find the subject fascinating. But his prose style and the freaking sentence splices are getting on my nerves. My fingers are itching for a red pen.)