The Age of Witches Book Review

The Age of Witches is an 1890’s historical fiction, with both magic and feminism woven in. The hardback is 437 pages, a bit on the longer side because the writing is charming and decorated with descriptions of herbs and food. But don’t go into it thinking that means it’s going to be fast-paced. It’s very much a slow burn.

“That’s a silly question. Women can’t manage their own money. I will not hand over your inheritance just to see you fritter it away.”

Annis is a strong-minded young lady with ambition and determination, in a world that expects her to have neither. Her only love is horses, but her love doesn’t matter because she is a thing to be owned and bread as well. And besides, breeding horses isn’t ladylike.

“No more,” he said coldly. “I’m not going to argue with a hysterical girl.”

This book reminds me of Jane Eyre in a way, a woman so clearly stuffed into a time where she doesn’t seem to belong. However, Annis has strength, she discovers, from her bloodline. A relative hung two hundred years ago as a witch.

I recommend this book to those who are into herbs and plants, a bit of magic, and feminism in a time when feminism doesn’t exist.