I tore through the first five books of Temeraire from the library, and have the sixth on hold. They were a bit too compelling for bedtime listening, so I've been short on sleep
Now I'm four chapters into Aeronaut's Windlass by Jim Butcher. For better or worse, it's a much more effective soporific. It's front-loaded with massive infodumps regarding the airships, and the characters so far are cardboard cutouts being marched through scenes lifted from a Disney Channel teen adventure. The narrator, Euan Morton, does Butcher's prose no favors, either. He's good at distinguishing character voices, but his overall delivery is rather flat and disinterested.
I've enjoyed pretty much all of Butcher's previous novels (some of the Dresden Files more than others), so I'm hoping things turn around once the exposition thins out.