- Page Count: 368
- Release Date: January 19, 2016
- My Rating: 2.5 stars
Goodreads book description:
Clare Macleod has lived all her life with an awareness of the Strange, tales of fairies and magic-making told to her by her mother who died years ago. No longer a child, Clare has learned to suppress the magic that haunted the corners of her life, to say the word “fairy” with the appropriate disbelief. But after years of living in America, Clare and her father are returning to Ireland, to the house Clare was born in—a house built into a hillside with an ancient tree for a wall. For Clare, the house is not only full of memories of her mother, but of the Strange and a mysterious boy with raven-dark hair and of dreamlike nights filled with stars and magic. In this place, magic—both bright and dark—will not sit quietly in a corner.
I ended up skimming the last half of this book since I never really got that into it. The writing is very unique and more of a poetic style that’s not going to be everyone’s cup of tea. The story itself is quite slow and rather odd… but not necessarily in a bad way.
The basic premise is that Claire & her father move back to Ireland and she learns that she’s a guardian of the gate to the faerie world that’s in the yew tree in her childhood home. (Yes, the tree is in her home. That was easily the coolest part of the book).
I absolutely love anything to do with Ireland, but Claire’s character kind of ruined the story for me. Everything about her felt like she was 10 instead of 15 — like how her dad was super worried about leaving her alone for a day even though she had a phone. And I couldn’t get much of a sense for her at all, aside from her being a bit sheltered, naive, and really not that smart.
But I almost want to give this 3 stars because of the faeries, Ireland, and cliffs!