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    <title>Practical Magic by Alice Hoffman</title>
    <published>2010-05-31T02:00:23Z</published>
    <updated>2010-05-31T02:01:03Z</updated>
    <category term="8 unicorns"/>
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    <category term="love"/>
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    <content type="html">I'm still reeling from Alice Hoffman's Practical Magic. A few years ago, &lt;br /&gt;I watched the movie and fell in love with how luminous Nicole Kidman &lt;br /&gt;appeared there as the enigmatic, beautiful Gillian. It's one of those &lt;br /&gt;heartwarming movies you don't seem to forget, like Hook, or The Secret &lt;br /&gt;Garden. So when I found myself an ebook, recommended by a friend, I &lt;br /&gt;proceeded to read with extreme interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the thing. I'm not fond of reading ebooks since it hurts my eyes. &lt;br /&gt;I like the tactile effect of real books and the smell of crisp or &lt;br /&gt;tattered pages, and how I can insert cute nifty bookmarks whenever I &lt;br /&gt;want, but this was different. I found myself drawn to Hoffman's simple, &lt;br /&gt;matter-of-fact storytelling, that I finished it in three days (quite a &lt;br /&gt;feat recently, since I was busy with work and other ventures), reading &lt;br /&gt;whenever I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gobbled up this slightly dark modern fairytale. There's Gillian, the &lt;br /&gt;extremely attractive, impulsive, tempestuous sister, prone to always &lt;br /&gt;falling for (and marrying) the wrong guy. Then there's her sister Sally. &lt;br /&gt;Dependable, predictable and fiercely protective of her daughters Kylie &lt;br /&gt;and Antonia, Sally reminded me of Elizabeth Wakefield, while Gillian is &lt;br /&gt;the exciting (and a tad annoying) Jessica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had a sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the plot is pretty basic: Word is that the Owens women are &lt;br /&gt;witches. Gillian and Sally live with their "witchy" aunts and are &lt;br /&gt;mercilessly teased and avoided at school, until the point where Gillian &lt;br /&gt;becomes so dazzlingly beautiful and all the boys fall in love with her. &lt;br /&gt;She could have any guy she wants, but of course she picks the bad boys, &lt;br /&gt;who are..um, bad. Sally meanwhile, falls in love with a good guy, and &lt;br /&gt;almost lives a normal, picket-fence type of existence, but predictably, &lt;br /&gt;this good guy dies by some freak accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some time, Gillian leaves home and runs away with some guy, &lt;br /&gt;occasionally contacting her sister, who is depressed because of said &lt;br /&gt;husband death. Sally leaves home too, taking her two daughters with her &lt;br /&gt;and building a new life somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really sounds simple, and it is, but Hoffman is a whiz at telling &lt;br /&gt;this story without having to use the gimmickry of long words, her &lt;br /&gt;characters a-zest and popping with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pages move forward with details of how Antonia and Kylie are growing &lt;br /&gt;up, and it must be Hoffman casting a spell on me, because I am so &lt;br /&gt;fascinated by these Owen women, I feel like one of the villagers who &lt;br /&gt;can't comprehend what hit them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Sally is moving on with her life, Gillian suddenly re-appears and &lt;br /&gt;claims she's accidentally killed her abusive boyfriend, Jimmy. The two &lt;br /&gt;are afraid of going to jail and bury his body in the backyard, where it &lt;br /&gt;wreaks havoc on their plants by its diabolical ways, even six feet under.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this it feels like nothing major is happening, but the prose is so &lt;br /&gt;deceptively simple and charming, that it's so easy to get lost in &lt;br /&gt;Hoffman's storytelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a pretty magical book, with all the razzle dazzle of magic &lt;br /&gt;metaphors: Magic inside of us, magic in each day, but most importantly, &lt;br /&gt;the magic of love, hidden in surprises. How can you go wrong with a book &lt;br /&gt;that preaches the magic of love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I think: 8 unicorns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=rainbowunicorn_reads&amp;ditemid=22859" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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