Patricia C. Wrede and Caroline Stevermer's Sorcery and Cecelia
The last few books I’ve read were kind of depressing, so here is the antidote: rereading a regency-era epistolary novel that also has a lot of MAGIC! And shenanigans! Now do these letters read like real letters and not book chapters, not particularly. Are the stories they tell—between two cousins, one of whom is in London for her season and one of whom has been left at home, as they get caught up in a magical mystery—entertaining? Very. (And honestly, could these girls fix everything much more quickly if their love interests were more forthcoming/more willing to believe in the power of young women? Yes, but then there wouldn’t be a book.) I remember liking the sequels a little less so I might not jump into those, but this was a very satisfying read.
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