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Marianne is a young woman whose parents were from the tiny country Alphenlicht, but was raised in America. After her parents died when she was a teenager, she found that her traditional father had left his substantial estate to her... in a trust controlled by her horrible half-brother Harvey, who attempted to rape her when she was thirteen. He withholds the money from her, forcing her to squeeze every penny. However, she sells her mother's jewels to buy an old house, which she lovingly restores by herself, in between studying for a graduate degree and working in the campus library.
Marianne meets Makr Avehl, the Prime Minister and Magus of Alphenlicht, when he comes to campus for a lecture series. (Alphenlicht is so tiny that "Prime Minister" doesn't have quite the usual meaning or importance.) He looks exactly like Harvey but is much nicer. Realizing that they must be distantly related, they immediately bond and flirt.
He discovers that Harvey has been attempting to work evil magic on her by sending her unpleasant gifts, such as a painting of a girl being menaced alone at night and a Japanese wood carving of a creepy ghost, and replaces them with similar but positive ones, like a painting by the same artist of happy girls lighting up the night and a Japanese wood carving of two mice gnawing a nut, to break the spell in a way that won't alert Harvey that it's been brokem.
Marianne begins learning more about Alphenlicht and its magic and her heritage, while she and Makr Avehl try to figure out who's been teaching Harvey magic...
The first half of this book, which is the part I described above, is a favorite comfort read of mine, and I've re-read it many times. Despite the dark elements, it has a powerful atmosphere of coziness and healing.
Sometimes a book strikes a chord with me that doesn't have much to do with its objective merits. Writing out the story of the first part of this book, it has a weird quasi-incestuous theme with her love interest looking just like her abusive half-brother, and being related to her albeit distantly. No idea what's up with that. But Marianne is charming, I could read forever about her restoring the house she loves, I adore her getting taken out for dinner and lavished with affection and good food, and the Alphenlicht lore and magic is fascinating.
Halfway through the book, Marianne is whisked into a series of bizarre, surreal, dreamlike otherworlds. Until now, I never managed to get very far into the second half of the book, despite re-reading the first half multiple times, even though the entire book is under 200 pages long. This time I determinedly plowed through to see if it ever gets back to the charm of the first half. The answer is no. It ends very abruptly with a transfer to a different timeline, which I assume is picked up in one of the sequels which I've never read.
So this is an extremely odd book, only half of which I even find readable let alone good. And yet I can't tell you how many times I've taken it off the shelf to re-read Marianne's date with Makr Avehl, or the box of evil gifts and its replacement box of similar good ones, or her happiness at waking up in a house she's made beautiful.
Do you have any books that you love only in part, but you love the parts a LOT?
Marianne meets Makr Avehl, the Prime Minister and Magus of Alphenlicht, when he comes to campus for a lecture series. (Alphenlicht is so tiny that "Prime Minister" doesn't have quite the usual meaning or importance.) He looks exactly like Harvey but is much nicer. Realizing that they must be distantly related, they immediately bond and flirt.
He discovers that Harvey has been attempting to work evil magic on her by sending her unpleasant gifts, such as a painting of a girl being menaced alone at night and a Japanese wood carving of a creepy ghost, and replaces them with similar but positive ones, like a painting by the same artist of happy girls lighting up the night and a Japanese wood carving of two mice gnawing a nut, to break the spell in a way that won't alert Harvey that it's been brokem.
Marianne begins learning more about Alphenlicht and its magic and her heritage, while she and Makr Avehl try to figure out who's been teaching Harvey magic...
The first half of this book, which is the part I described above, is a favorite comfort read of mine, and I've re-read it many times. Despite the dark elements, it has a powerful atmosphere of coziness and healing.
Sometimes a book strikes a chord with me that doesn't have much to do with its objective merits. Writing out the story of the first part of this book, it has a weird quasi-incestuous theme with her love interest looking just like her abusive half-brother, and being related to her albeit distantly. No idea what's up with that. But Marianne is charming, I could read forever about her restoring the house she loves, I adore her getting taken out for dinner and lavished with affection and good food, and the Alphenlicht lore and magic is fascinating.
Halfway through the book, Marianne is whisked into a series of bizarre, surreal, dreamlike otherworlds. Until now, I never managed to get very far into the second half of the book, despite re-reading the first half multiple times, even though the entire book is under 200 pages long. This time I determinedly plowed through to see if it ever gets back to the charm of the first half. The answer is no. It ends very abruptly with a transfer to a different timeline, which I assume is picked up in one of the sequels which I've never read.
So this is an extremely odd book, only half of which I even find readable let alone good. And yet I can't tell you how many times I've taken it off the shelf to re-read Marianne's date with Makr Avehl, or the box of evil gifts and its replacement box of similar good ones, or her happiness at waking up in a house she's made beautiful.
Do you have any books that you love only in part, but you love the parts a LOT?
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Is it really possible to insert one's clitoris into the head of a penis? Whatever, it was hot.
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I don't remember that part. I does sound hot. Maybe it's possible, because I remember reading an article about how a Mapplethorpe trial was hilarious how the two sides talked past each other, something like "What is this picture?" "A study in contrast between light and dark." "No, it's a picture of a man with his finger in his penis." (um, what? sounds super painful? I think I mentioned this, and someone explained maybe there's already a ring in there, so there's more room than original? um, bailing now, thx.)