Tagged with magic

Throne of Glass by Sarah J. Maas

Throne of Glass by Sarah J. Maas

Sarah J. Maas’s Throne of Glass was an all-encompassing tale of mystery, intrigue, fantasy, romance and action. It was a book I thoroughly enjoyed reading, feeling at once comfortingly familiar (her characters and world building were just so darn likable), new, and enticing. I became acquainted with Maas’ fiery heroine, Celaena Sardothien with the fantastic … Continue reading

Marina Warner on Angela Carter

Marina Warner on Angela Carter

If you are a fan of Angela Carter, or simply a lover of fairy tales, then you should go right now and read this beautiful essay on Angela Carter, written by Marina Warner for The Paris Review. Warner gets right to the heart of what is so magical about Angela Carter’s writing. In the following … Continue reading

Happy All Hallows’ Eve!

Happy All Hallows’ Eve!

Halloween: A Romaunt by Arthur Cleveland Coxe “Tis the night—the night Of the grave’s delight, And the warlocks are at their play; Ye think that without, The wild winds shout, But no, it is they—it is they!” Have a wonderful Samhain, when the veil between worlds is at its thinnest!

The Sword and the Stone by Alan Lee

The Sword and the Stone by Alan Lee

I took this image from Terri Windling’s gorgeous blog. Her posts are an endless source of inspiration for me so I thought I would share one of them here. A few days ago she did a post on T.H. White, one of my all-time favorite authors. There are some lovely quotes about his life and … Continue reading

Shadow and Bone by Leigh Bardugo

Shadow and Bone by Leigh Bardugo

Wow. This book. was. wonderful. Epic, really. I  found a used (and signed!) copy of Shadow and Bone by Leigh Bardugo, while I was trading in a bunch of dusty tomes at Half Price Books. In the back of my mind, I remembered that there was a lot of buzz when it was released in … Continue reading

A Visit by Marie Ponsot

A Visit by Marie Ponsot Come for duty’s sake (as girls do) we watch The sly very old woman wile away from her pious And stagger-blind friend, their daily split of gin. She pours big drinks. We think of what Has crumpled, folded, slumped her flesh in And muddied her once tumbling blood that, young, … Continue reading