The Witch’s Child, Book 1: Julia
Vanishes. By Catherine Egan. Knopf. $17.99.
Forever Beach. By Shelley
Noble. William Morrow. $15.99.
The opening book of
Catherine Egan’s The Witch’s Child
sequence has enough plots in it to be the start of multiple series, not just
one. It is a fantasy, set in a world where magic definitely exists but is
definitely dangerous – mostly to those who practice it, who are publicly
drowned in so-called Cleansings. It is a coming-of-age novel about 16-year-old
Julia, who has the ability to become unseen – not invisible, just unnoticed –
and may have inherited it (and who knows what else) from her mother, who was
drowned for being a witch. It is a murder mystery: someone or something is
stalking the streets and environs of Spira City, killing people apparently
randomly. It is a power-of-the-pen tale, quite literally: the banned witches
exercise their evil (or perhaps not so evil) powers by writing things down. It
is a 21st-century version of those Victorian Gothic tales of wives
and relatives kept in the attic, except that here it is more a matter of weird
beast creatures kept in a basement. There are so many plot strands here that it
is easy to become confused, knowing that they will all be patched together as
the series progresses but suffering, during this first entry, from never being
quite sure what connects to what else and how. Furthermore, the book is a kind
of alternative-world story as well as a fantasy: It is almost but not quite
historical fiction, with familiar our-world elements twisted just enough to
show that this is another place. For example, “‘It was Girando’s telescope that
struck the first blow against the old beliefs, three hundred years ago,’ said
Frederick, smiling at me. ‘Before that, even educated people believed that all
the power in the world was of the
world. Earth, fire, air, water – the spirits or gods called Arde, Feo, Brise, and Shui.’ …He points at one of the smallish
spheres. ‘That is out planet, Earth. Do you see? We are not even the largest of
the planets circling the sun. Here is the moon, circling us. This nearest
planet to us is Merus, the Red Soldier. And here is Valia, the Silver Princess,
Earth’s twin.’” On top of all this, the book is a family drama – not only
because of Julia’s dead mother but also because she has a crippled brother,
Dek, who cares deeply for her and is very smart; he is not much developed in
this first book but may become more important later. Indeed, there is a lot
that is not highly developed here: the entire book feels like a setup for later
ones. What rescues Julia Vanishes
from mediocrity, though, is the skill with which Egan paints her characters in
a few lines and with a few descriptive phrases – plus the character of Julia
herself. She is the typical strong female protagonist found in many books for
teenage readers (this one is for ages 14 and up), but she is far from a “good”
character: she is a thief and spy, and proud of it, using her ability to be unnoticed
to further her exploits and coming only gradually to believe that maybe there
is more to life that ferreting out or removing other people’s knowledge and
possessions. Julia narrates the book, but there are also third-person-narrative
chapters that advance the story. Some readers will find them useful, while
others may consider them stylistically intrusive, but they do provide a
perspective beyond Julia’s and give information of which Julia herself cannot
possibly be aware. Readers’ attraction to this book will be almost wholly
dependent on how they respond to Julia. Strong but flawed, knowledgeable about
some things but ignorant about many others, skilled but in ways that readers
are meant to perceive as negative (the spying even more than the thievery), she
has a strong personality, a cynical view of the world, and even, apparently,
the ability – rare in novels for this age range – to make difficult romantic
decisions without going through a hundred pages of angst. There is too much
happening in Julia Vanishes for
readers easily to take hold of everything Egan is doing or planning, but those
willing to grasp Julia herself as the story’s anchor will find the book well
worth reading and its coming sequels much to be desired.
Speaking of the hundred-pages-of-angst
style of writing, Shelley Noble has it down pat in Forever Beach, which is actually angst-drenched for nearly all its
400-plus pages. The book is an old-fashioned heart-tugger, a weepy story whose
contemporary twists do nothing to disguise its fusty insistence on the
importance of warm friendships to resolve a plot and the use of unbelievable
coincidence to move it along. The modernity, what there is of it, comes from
this being a single-mother adoption story, not the sort of thing the Victorians
would deem suitable for mass consumption. The would-be adoptive mom, Sarah
Hargreave, deeply loves her foster daughter, Leila; but in the middle of the
adoption process, Leila’s drug-addicted biological mother, Carmen Delgado, reappears
unexpectedly and petitions the court for the return of her daughter. The
reappearance and the heartbreak it causes Sarah are not surprising or
coincidental – such things do happen, rather often, in the foster-care and
adoption systems. But then, to avert the loss of Leila, Sarah and her social
worker seek the help of a prominent family lawyer, Ilona Cartwright – who turns
out to be someone with whom Sarah grew up in, yes, a group foster home. And not
just any someone: Ilona, then with the name Nonie Blanchard, was Sarah’s best
friend forever, until suddenly she wasn’t: a wealthy family adopted her and she
left Sarah’s life forever. Now the two, after feelings of betrayal that, it
turns out, go both ways, are thrown together for the sake of Leila, and must
confront their personal pasts as well as Leila’s future and the vagaries of the
adoption process and foster-care system. Oh – and tossed into the mix, almost
as an afterthought, is Sarah’s longtime boyfriend, Wyatt, whom she has been
keeping at arm’s length while totally focused on adopting Leila. Essentially,
the book is about friends who do and do not stand with someone who is
undergoing a major life change and significant emotional turmoil; and it is
about coming to terms with one’s own past and the resentments of childhood that
have a way of hanging on well into one’s adult years. It is a tearjerker for
sure, following a predictable story arc that leads to a confrontation between
Sarah and Carmen, the abduction of Leila, her rescue thanks to another of those
convenient coincidences, and an eventual happy ending. Yes, books like Forever Beach can be cathartic, and
anyone involved in the foster-care or adoption system in any way will find
parts of this one to which to relate. But Noble lays everything on so thickly
and paints her characters with such obvious brush strokes that the story has
less power than it might with surer plotting and deeper characterization. It is
effective at manipulating readers’ emotions, but by the end, readers may not be
pleased at the extent to which they have been manipulated.
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