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Back at the beginning of the outbreak of Coronavirus, when I started writing this blog, I never imagined my life would be opened up to such beautiful books. In March, I would always choose to read a thriller, thinking that the genre would be most exciting to read and write about. Back in May, I read "Where the Crawdads Sing" by Delia Owens and was converted to trying new genres, becoming what I now think myself as a real bookworm, someone who will read anything. It became my favourite book. I cried the whole way through.
Fast forward to this weekend, and here I was sobbing at yet another beautifully written book, one I feel cannot be beaten. "The Rules of Magic" by Alice Hoffman should be called "The Rules of Life". There was an amazing storyline of love and courage, and yet one more of regret, loss and sorrow. Whilst there were stories of three young witches, it was so true to real life that if you have lose your way throughout this year, you could read this book and get back on track. I've been through every emotion, and this book is the one that I truly didn't want to end. The Rules of Magic is part of a series, and you'd better believe I have already downloaded "Practical Magic".
The characters are incredible, and represent so much more than witches. Haylin is my favourite character of all time, he could really teach a nation. But every single character is brilliantly thought and written. The book is set in a time that it's not OK to be different, but shows such acceptance to difference that it is incredible. Maybe this is why I adored this book so much. I am "different", in so many different ways.
I'll stop preaching to you all now, but honestly, I don't think I will ever forget this book. Please read it, whoever you are. The moral I took from this story is that I will always be true to who I am, regardless of circumstances, and I hope that you will take the same away from it.
Take care, and stay safe.
Steph 💚
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