If authors were elements, Moïra Fowley-Doyle would be the earth. Her words are dark, soft and soothing, yet they feed and grow a tangle of frightening, unknown things. After many months of wistfully looking at Spellbook of the Lost and Found on my TBR pile, I finally sat and devoured it hungrily within a matter of hours.
Books, and words, are magic. I firmly believe that, and I believed it more when I finished the prologue and realised it was set on my birthday. A significant day to me was a significant day Laurel, Ash and Holly, and to Rose and Olive. The day it all started. The day they all lost something. Naturally, I was drawn in immediately.
Laurel, Ash and Holly’s diaries have been taken. They only want to get them back to save themselves embarrassment. When they find the Spellbook of the Lost and Found, it all seems straightforward – cast a spell, find your lost items. But finding something lost means sacrificing something else. And if you had nothing to find, you have everything to lose…
If you hadn’t the pleasure of reading The Accident Season, this second book from Fowley-Doyle is a glorious trip into two suspenseful weeks, where a story entangled in magic unwinds slowly and beautifully. Ash is fiery and unpredictable. Holly is fragile and romantic. Laurel is balanced and determined to keep the three together.
Hazel is suffering from a loss marred by demons she’s too scared to mention. She and Rowan drink to forget the things they never had. Ivy is granted freedoms the twins could never imagine.
Rose is spirited and willful. Olive is feminist and unafraid to stand up for what she believes in. She and Olive are inseparable and always in trouble, though Olive tries her hardest to protect them both.
There is magic in coincidence, and it is magic that brings these three parallel worlds together in ways they could never have anticipated.
‘You cast spells every day. Your make-up is glamour magic.’ – Ivy, p. 378
A gorgeous exploration of friendship, coincidence, love and spell-casting, Spellbook reflects on the magic of the everyday, of discovery, and of secrets. Told from three points of view, Laurel’s voice resonated with me most, as it was her voice that threaded through the book like the silver string needed to complete the spell to find lost things. The greatest magic of all was watching that thread bind together the losses and discoveries of each point of view into one gorgeous tale that is, in itself, pure magic.