My rating: 5 of 5 stars
This book made me feel like a kid again, reading A Wrinkle in Time. It specifically reminded me of A Wrinkle in Time — maybe because of the three women (witches)? I don’t have a lot to say about it, because it was just a book I felt, and it is a simple book, but to me, just perfectly put together. It is just what a fairy tale should be: a little wondrous, a little creepy, tinged with the unknowable and filled with vivid imagery that sticks with you even if you forget what the story was. I suppose it could have been a child’s book without the framing device — but the frame, especially at the end, was what really elevated it, for me.
Edited to add: one of my favorite details was when the protagonist was reading his mother’s books about heroines in the 1930s, and the plots kept getting more absurd. Just a great little detail.