Thoroughly enjoyed this supernatural-historical fiction-mystery!! Going on my list of favorites, though I did get a little frustrated why the heroine could not figure out who the bad guy was. It was too obvious, or is it just me? Makes me want to read more on the subject(s) & go back to grad school, lol!
The story as told by Katherine Howe is delightful. Connie, a bright young graduate student, has just passed her orals in Colonial history at Harvard. However, before she can begin her research her mother asks her to dispose of her grandmother's home. As she explores the house she finds references to Deliverance Dane, specifically on a paper scrap inside a key in an old Bible. Intrigued she becomes fascinated with this woman but information about her is scant. Who was she? When did she live?
The references Connie finds leads her through the family - Mercy, Prudence and Patience for the book called an Almanac, a book of receipts, and a shadow book among other terms. As the story unravels Connie discovers that her adviser is not the man she thought him to be and she falls in love with a steeplejack named Sam. Her perceptive mother who supports new age philosophy knows more and understands more than she should through the sketchy information Connie feeds her. When a strange symbol appears on the door of the house she becomes frightened. What does it all mean? Is there something to this witch stuff after all? Connie's rational mind rejects that thought but strange things begin to happen. Going through recipe cards, she finds one that when read aloud causes a dandelion to sprout, grow, flower and die. Frightened, she goes home and tries it on a dead spider plant and it, too, grows. Real? Imagination? What is it?
** WARNING: there be spoilers ahead... **
Author Katherine Howe's take on the Salem Witch trials of the 1690's features a little twist: her story imagines that one of the accused really had supernatural talents....
The story begins in 1681 when young healer Deliverance Dane visits the home of Peter Petford and attempts to help his ailing 5 year old daughter Martha.
Fast forward to 1991: Harvard University, where our main character Connie Goodwin is getting ready to answer some final questions in her qualifying exam for PhD candidacy. She is hoping to pass the orals, and spend the upcoming summer preparing her thesis on some aspect of American colonial history. A detour in her well laid plans occurs when her hippy, new-agey mother asks her to travel to Marblehead, Mass. and prepare her deceased grandmother's old house for sale. The house hasn't been lived in for 20 years, and is filled to the brim with the accumlated trash/treasure of centuries. What Connie discovers when cleaning out her granna's house is the basis for this lackluster tale of magic, superstition, prejudice and greed.
This book had all the potential to be a clear favorite with me. You've got your Salem Witch trials, you've got your old house filled with secrets, you've got a story imbued with hints of real magic and supernatural elements, you've got a young woman with links and connections to other women centuries past, and you've got your wee canny canine. What's not to love? Well, almost everything.
I will say that I did enjoy Howe's story featuring Deliverance Dane and her life. These snippets occured sporatically throughout the book, and were interesting and entertaining. Had the entire book been about Deliverance, I would probably have given this book 4 stars or more. Unfortunately, the majority of the book focused on modern day Connie, surely one of the stupidest candidates for PhD candidacy that Harvard has ever considered. Connie, while touted by the writer as a brilliant and clever young mind destined for BIG things in the world of colonial academia, displayes mind boggling idiocy when it comes to the most simple observations on colonial life. She is amazed and stunned by phonetic spellings of colonial first names (i.e. Marcy = Mercy - SHAAAZAM, who'd have guessed?!?). Although she is a born and Massachusetts native, she continually marvels over the speach patterns displayed by Boston Brahmins and similar citizens of her native state. WTH? Umm, people generally notice variations in speech when they are NOT native to the area, but Connie apparently finds the style of speech of her people extraordinary. In fact, Connie is so incredibly dense that her very own full name, "Constance", completely floors her with it's colonial associations. In point of fact, she even seems to forget that her name is Constance. Will somebody please explain to me how this is possible without amnesia or a full frontal lobotomy?.
Connie is, IMO, so stupid, so uninspiring, so vapid a creature that it boggles the mind to think she could ever share one atom of genetic material with the interesting Deliverance. And as Connie's story makes up 90% of the book's plot, it makes for a very tedious and boring story. The wonder of it all is that I gave it 2.5 stars, but I did find parts of it very moving and page turning.
This is one of those books, like "The Tenth Gift", that had great potential, but lacked skillful execution. There were flashes of it here and there, but not enough consistency to make it a winner in my mind.