Vices are weaknesses indulged in by most; avoided by a few. Some people drink, some people smoke, some people gamble, some people visit ladies of the night … and me, I read/buy books. In every room of my house you are able to find a well-loved, well-read novel, or two, or ten. When I get super-stressed, my favorite thing to do is disappear into a world unlike mine and make friends with a novel’s cast of characters. And one of my favorite author’s imaginations to visit is that of Sarah Addison Allen.
I originally found Sarah Addison Allen sitting on a clearance bin. Well not her exactly, obviously – but one of her novels, The Sugar Queen. And ever since I have been hooked. The woman writes women well. She speaks to my heart and is so dear and enlightening about love and relationships – platonic or passionate. Sarah reminds me that sometimes there is still magic however small in the world. And when my husband bought me two more of her novels for my birthday, it only took me three days to fly through them both. Then my sister bought me one last Allen and I blew through it overnight, not that this will be the only time I read through these tomes – these books are repeat offenders.
I read Gregory MaGuire’s ‘Wicked‘ when it first came out back in 1995 – and loved it. I quickly collected and read Greg’s other fairytale adaptations – ‘Confessions of an Ugly Stepsister’, ‘Lost’, and ‘Mirror, Mirror’ – and must admit to being disappointed in these other lackluster tales. Whereas ‘Wicked’ was nothing short of captivating, these other adaptations were confusing and without the heart of MaGuire’s magnum opus. This is largely why I waited over 10 years to read the second and third installements of the Wicked Witch series.
There is nothing more exciting for me than a large stack of pristine novels. That’s right, I am that much of a dork.