A Discovery of Witches – Deborah Harkness
About the book
Debut novelist Harkness has crafted a mesmerizingand addictive read, equal parts history and magic, romance and suspense–arichly inventive novel about a centuries-old vampire, a spellbound witch, andthe mysterious manuscript that draws them together.
Publishedon: February 8, 2011
BeforeI start this review, I must apologize to the author. This isn’t going to begood and with the effort it takes to write a book, I feel guilty for being so negative.However, I must be honest. That’s the point of this blog – honest book reviews.So here’s my honesty regarding ADiscovery of Witches and I’m sorry.
Iwouldn’t normally read this kind of book. It’s not really what I enjoy, but Iread it because I got it for free. That could have something to do with why Ididn’t enjoy this book. I try to steer clear of books that I know I probablywon’t enjoy, but I was feeling rather frivolous and figured I’d give it a shot.
A Discovery of Witches is the sort ofbook that makes me try very hard to avoid urban fantasy. The main character,Diana Bishop, is a historian who specializes in the study of alchemy. She’salso a witch. She happens to find a book, Ashmole 782, in the Oxford librarythat is spelled and she somehow unlocks the spell that allows her to view thisAshmole 782. Then, all manner of “creatures” (meaning not-humans) hone in onher in an attempt to get their hands on this tome, which evidently holds all oflife’s secrets. Add a hunky, mysterious, older-than-dirt vampire to the mix andwhat do you have? The perfect urban fantasy trope that follows every bad urbanfantasy cliché. The only difference is that Diana Bishop apparently doesn’thave a tattoo on her lower back or wear copious amounts of skin-tight leather.
Thelack of a tattoo and leather pants doesn’t save A Discovery of Witches. There are so many issues with this book Idon’t even know where to begin, so let me start with the biggest problem. Theromance. Now, I’m not a huge fan of romance and from other reviews I’ve read Iknew what I was getting into with this book, so I was in the mood to beforgiving. I let much of the romance slide, but toward the middle of the book Irealized the romance was going to be a huge issue, regardless of how forgivingI was feeling. The plot takes a back seat to the longing looks, protectiveembraces, shivers up spines, and kisses that steal one’s breath away. Now, Irealize that I might happen to be one of the least romantically inclined peopleon the face of the planet, but after several hundred pages of reading about twocharacters falling in love, you wonder if the book is about anything else, orif it’s a love story with some fantasy elements thrown in for spice. I came tothe conclusion after reading 570 odd pages of A Discovery of Witches, that this book is about romance, and notjust romance, but the kind of syrupy romance that makes me want to puke, withsome fantasy elements thrown in to break up the monotony. Seriously, how manylonging looks can a person really take?
It’snot just the romance that kills any hope of me enjoying A Discovery of Witches. The plot makes almost no sense. DianaBishop is supposedly one of the most powerful witches ever (I bet that shocksyou), but she’s so incredibly needy and seems to find making her own decisionsimpossible. She’s clingy and falls apart when Matthew leaves her so much sothat she almost drowns herself with her witchwater. She isn’t a strong femalecharacter. She’s so dependent on others for her own thought I find myselfashamed of her being part of my gender. Don’t most people stand on their owntwo feet occasionally? However, at the end of the book I gave it some honestthought and, other than Diana proclaiming her undying love to a 1500 year oldvampire after knowing him for three weeks, she really made no decisions on herown. No, they all came from Matthew, the man who was so protective andoverbearing he freely danced into the “controlling man” territory. I’m sorry,but there is nothing romantic there. Diana gives herself to a man’s controlcompletely and that honestly made me so upset and angry that I could hardlystomach it.
Furthermore,many of the plot points make no sense just because they don’t. For example, whyon earth did Matthew and Diana go to France? The excuse is to get away fromOxford, but they really don’t do anything there but ride horses through thewilderness. Nothing is accomplished besides falling in love and getting married(and please explain to me how saying “I love you” means they are married in theeyes of the whole world). Then Matthew takes off to Oxford again, leaving Diana(wherein she falls apart because heaven forbid a woman lives without a manshe’s known three weeks). What he does there remains shadowed and veiled at best.Someone breaks into a lab to get Diana’s DNA and off Diana and Matthew flee toNew York. And I’m sitting here wondering what the point is of all thistraveling. They could have easily skipped France all together and the storywould have had absolutely no negative impact. In fact, it probably would havebeen a positive one because it would have reduced the length of the book quitea bit. Really, who needs to read a nearly 600 page book about people falling inlove?
BasicallyA Discovery of Witches is a bookabout people falling into some sick realm of love I hope I never experience orunderstand. It’s a book about possession. It’s far too long for the story itcontains. The plot is predictable and oddly paced where much of what happensseems absolutely unnecessary. Harkness does have potential as an author. Herwriting is flowing and confident. She’s incredibly descriptive and I oftenfound the world Diana inhabits coming to vibrant life in my mind, but that isall tempered by a book that just didn’t make any sort of sense to me. Icouldn’t stand the lead characters, or respect them at all. Matthew wasoverbearing and controlling. Diana was a simpering woman who couldn’t stand onher own two feet. The book mirrors Twilight,another series I didn’t like at all, with some elements of The DaVinci Code thrown in for good measure, but it doesn’t mastereither. A Discovery of Witches isabout falling in love – nearly 600 nauseating pages of it. It’s escapist fun,if you’re into that sort of thing, but I’m not. Not at all.
(P.S.I have a baby. This means that I didn’t have time to edit this before I postedit due to diapers and other issues, like an outpouring of puke and etc. I posted it and willedit it later.)