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517 pages, Hardcover
First published October 13, 2020
“Association has battled for decades to afford women the same respect and legal rights enjoyed by men. It is a battle we are losing: the American public still sees women as housewives at best and witches at worst. We may be either beloved or burned, but never trusted with any degree of power.”
“All of us grew up on stories of wicked witches. The villages they cursed, the plagues they brewed. We need to show people what else we have to offer, give them better stories.”
“Must a thing be bound and shelved in order to matter? Some stories were never written down. Some stories were passed by whisper and song, mother to daughter to sister. Bits and pieces were lost over the centuries, I’m sure, details shifted, but not all of them.”
“Her home was always witch-tales and words, stories into which she could escape when her own became too terrible to bear.”
“She thought a survival was a selfish thing, a circle drawn tight around your heart. She thought the more people you let inside that circle the more ways the world had to hurt you, the more ways you could fail them and be failed in turn. But what if it’s the opposite, and there are more people to catch you when you fall? What if there’s an invisible tipping point somewhere along the way when one becomes three becomes infinite, when there are so many of you inside that circle that you become hydra-headed, invincible?”
“Witching and women’s rights. Suffrage and spells. They’re both…” She gestures in midair again. “They’re both a kind of power, aren’t they? The kind we aren’t allowed to have.” The kind I want, says the hungry shine of her eyes.
“Must a thing be bound and shelved in order to matter? Some stories were never written down. Some stories were passed by whisper and song, mother to daughter to sister. Bits and pieces were lost over the centuries, I’m sure, details shifted, but not all of them.”
“Juniper holds up a hand. “You’re here because you want more for yourselves, better for your daughters. Because it’s easy to ignore a woman.” Juniper’s lips twist in a feral smile. “But a hell of a lot harder to ignore a witch.”
(If you haven’t yet read anything by Alix Harrow, I suggest you take about 10 minutes out of your day and head over here to read her short story “A Witch’s Guide to Escape”, one of the best short stories I’ve read in a long time.)
“Witching is a small, shameful thing, worked in kitchens and bedrooms and boarding houses, half-secret.”But the memories of the times where there used to be witching and power still linger, and some spells are furtively handed down mother to daughter, quietly, secretly, furtively. The tensions simmer and boil, and threaten to blow the lid off this barely contained cauldron of lies and secrets and resentment and oppression.
“Seems to me they’re the same thing, more or less.”
“What are?”
Juniper’s eyes reflect the bronze shine of Saint George’s standing in the square. “Witching and women’s rights. Suffrage and spells. They’re both . . .” She gestures in midair again. “They’re both a kind of power, aren’t they? The kind we aren’t allowed to have.” The kind I want, says the hungry shine of her eyes.”
“She understands that the Women’s Association wants one kind of power—the kind you can wear in public or argue in the courtroom or write on a slip of paper and drop in a ballot box—and that Juniper wants another. The kind that cuts, the kind with sharp teeth and talons, the kind that starts fires and dances merry around the blaze.————
And she understands that if she intends to pursue it, she’ll have to do it on her own.”
“She begins to believe that the words and ways are whichever ones a woman has, and that a witch is merely a woman who needs more than she has.”
“Agnes learned young that you have a family right up until you don’t. You take care of people right up until you can’t, until you have to choose between staying and surviving.”
“That’s all magic is, really: the space between what you have and what you need.”
“It’s a risk just to be a woman, in my experience. No matter how healthy or hardworking she is.”
One for sorrow,
Two for mirth,
Three for a funeral
And four for birth
Five for life
Six for death
Seven to find a merry wife
“Fate is a story people tell themselves so they can believe everything happens for a reason, that the whole awful world is fitted together like some perfect machine, with blood for oil and bones for brass. That every child locked in her cellar or girl chained to her loom is in her right and proper place”
“Witching and women’s rights. Suffrage and spells. They’re both…” She gestures in midair again. “They’re both a kind of power, aren’t they? The kind we aren’t allowed to have.”
The Once and Future Witches is Alix E. Harrow’s sophomore novel, a tale of witches and sisterhood, a tale of women’s rights and magic. I had high hopes regarding this book even though I haven’t read yet the author’s debut, The Ten Thousand Doors of January. I hoped to enjoy it, but I didn’t expect to completely fall head over heels in love with the story as much as I did. You can bet I will be reading every single book Alix E. Harrow writes from now on.
Once upon a time, there used to be witches whose spells relied on rhymes and herbs. Words passed from grandmothers to mothers, from mothers to daughters. Words nearly forgotten now, hushed whispers secretly woven in clothes and shared in rumpled notes. The Eastwood sisters, once inseparable, know some of those words. They have grown up between fairy tales they used to tell each other to forget about their reality, the cruel world where they lost their mother and were left under the wing of their abusive father. But as the rest of the women, they are forgetting the ways of witchery and they are not expected to fight back in a world where men have the power.
“As a man of God I disapprove, but as a mere man well… I wonder sometimes where the first witch came from. If perhaps Adam deserved Eve’s curse.” His smile twists. “If behind every witch is a woman wronged.”
The Once and Future Witches is an alternate history fantasy story set in New Salem in 1893 following the Eastwood sisters: James Juniper, Agnes Amaranth and Beatrice Belladona. The Maiden, the Mother and the Crone. June is the youngest, a seventeen-year-old with a leg impairment who arrives at New Salem after murdering her father and who soon decides to join a suffragist association. Agnes is the middle sister, she works in a cotton mill after running away from her past and has recently discovered that she is pregnant. Bella is the oldest, a lesbian junior associate librarian at the Salem College Library. The three sisters haven’t seen each other for seven years. That’s it, until they are drawn to the New Salem Women’s Association rally, where a dark and ancient tower with the sign of the Last Three Witches of the West appears out of nowhere.
First of all, Harrow has one of the most beautiful writings I’ve had the pleasure to enjoy. It’s so lush, whimsical and lyrical. A couple of pages into this book, I already knew I was going to love it because of the writing style. I honestly think Harrow has a special power with words and I ended up highlighting innumerable sentences. Also, I very much enjoyed how she included fairy tales between some chapters and how Bella keeps her most personal thoughts safely looked inside parenthesis.
“In stories, things come in threes: riddles and chances, wrongs and wishes. Juniper figures that day in the barn was the first great wrong in their story.”
Witchery and suffrage are intertwined in this novel. June is the first of the Eastwood sisters to take a step forward in order to fight for women’s rights. She soon joins the New Salem Women’s Association, which serves as representation of the first suffragist movements: snobbish and racist. The New Salem Women’s Association fights for the right to vote but they only accept white women and from an upper social class. I loved how this leads the main characters to found an inclusive space for all the women, no matter their race, social status or sexual orientation. A witchy association that receives a generous donation from Pankhurst—I personally loved the reference of the famous suffragette.
Moreover, The Once and Future Witches deals with so many important themes such as violence against women, sexual harassment, race privilege, motherhood, class privilege, transphobia, labour exploitation, homophobia and gender pay gap. I really liked how the author included social criticism in the novel taking into account the situation at the end of the nineteenth century even though this is an alternative history fantasy story. What I mean with the latter is that Harrow took some liberties in terms of the gender of the most famous folklorists, so in this alternative version of our world they were the Sisters Grimm, Charlotte Perrault and Andrea Lang. I personally loved this gender swap.
“Their teachers were desperate need and decades of rage; the hoarded words of their mothers and grandmothers; one another.”
This is a book about sisterhood, about the continuous oppression women suffered through history and that focuses on how minorities are always the most vulnerable, especially black and queer women. The folklore, the witchery, the family bond and the social criticism are pieces of the big puzzle that composes this book. But this is also a book about finding yourself and choosing your own family. Besides, there is a beautiful sapphic romance in this book that took my breath away.
Overall, The Once and Future Witches is such a beautiful feminist fairy tale. I loved the different personalities of the Eastwood sisters, the witchery plot, the social criticism, the beautiful prose and the importance folklore plays in the story. Speaking of the latter, I absolutely loved how certain fairy tale collected by the Brothers—well, Sisters—Grimm ends up having a role by the end of the book. The only reason this isn’t a 5-star read for me is because of a couple of details regarding the last fight and the villain, and also because I felt kind of indifferent about Agnes’ romance. But Alix E. Harrow has definitely become an auto-buy author for me and I’m really looking forward to reading her debut novel and her future works. Hopefully, one of those could be about The Daughters of Tituba, right?
“Surely trust is never truly broken, but merely lost.” Beatrice’s lips twist. “And what is lost, that can’t be found?”
P.S.: I'm not English, so if you see any mistakes let me know so I can correct them, please.
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