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Circe
by Madeline Miller
The beginning of this novel, and the beginning of Circe's life, filled me with a fiery desire for vengeance. I was hell-bent on ripping this book apart until I finally saw Circe gain enough power to right the wrongs in her life, to punish those who pushed her into the dirt since the literal second she was born.
But that revenge never came.
Miller draws me into Circe's tragic and painful story so sweetly. I found myself caring so deeply for the goddess well before the book was over. Circe touched my heart and I saw so much of myself in her. She has absolutely been filed away as one of my strongest kins.
The story itself wasn't a tale of thrills and adventure, quite the opposite, but I was never bored reading this. I was worried that the setting would run dry eventually, but in truth it never did. I didn't have to push myself to finish this novel, my love for Circe was motivation enough. I felt I was Circe while reading this, feeling her feelings and seeing the world through her eyes. Miller's writing was exceptional for this.
This book didn't end with Circe raining hell upon the heavens as I wanted it to. It ended with Circe finding a type of peace that I almost can't relate to. After closing the book I felt upset. I wanted more for Circe. But after hours, maybe days of sitting on it, I came to peace with it. This wasn't a book about revenge and power, it was one about freedom. And in the end, Circe found that.
"You threw me to the crows, but it turns out I prefer them to you."
"It is a common saying that women are delicate creatures, flowers, eggs, anything that may be crushed in a moment's carelessness. If I had ever believed it, I no longer did."
But that revenge never came.
Miller draws me into Circe's tragic and painful story so sweetly. I found myself caring so deeply for the goddess well before the book was over. Circe touched my heart and I saw so much of myself in her. She has absolutely been filed away as one of my strongest kins.
The story itself wasn't a tale of thrills and adventure, quite the opposite, but I was never bored reading this. I was worried that the setting would run dry eventually, but in truth it never did. I didn't have to push myself to finish this novel, my love for Circe was motivation enough. I felt I was Circe while reading this, feeling her feelings and seeing the world through her eyes. Miller's writing was exceptional for this.
This book didn't end with Circe raining hell upon the heavens as I wanted it to. It ended with Circe finding a type of peace that I almost can't relate to. After closing the book I felt upset. I wanted more for Circe. But after hours, maybe days of sitting on it, I came to peace with it. This wasn't a book about revenge and power, it was one about freedom. And in the end, Circe found that.
"You threw me to the crows, but it turns out I prefer them to you."
"It is a common saying that women are delicate creatures, flowers, eggs, anything that may be crushed in a moment's carelessness. If I had ever believed it, I no longer did."