A review by expendablemudge
The Moon Goddess and the Son by Donald Kingsbury

4.0

Real Rating: 3.5* of five

Entirely because, when I read this book in ~1988, I copied a quote into my commonplace book that went, "He wondered where French people kept their goats; {his Provencal friend} said Paris, but he wasn't sure if that was a joke."

Still makes me snicker. Even though I can't quote it 100% accurately from memory.

The book itself was a gift from a guy I was in love with at the time and I didn't finally lose it, despite many moves, until the 21st century! Amazing longevity for a crummy mass-market paperback.

Oh, and the story itself was perfectly fine for the times, male-gazey, heteronormative stuff. TBH, I'm perfectly happy not being able to access a copy and re-read it because it seems as though the worst reading mistakes I make are attempting to recapture nostalgic literary experiences.