Ms. Harrow writes novels that are strong magic, and this might be the most powerful thing of hers I've read, heady and hefty--never more so than when it's at its most understated. There are obvious metaphors and echoes and reflections and connections of and with the real world, here; there will be those who see this as a strongly political novel (and I wouldn't be inclined to disagree with them). The language is persistently beautiful, and after a bit of a rough start things come together then tighten into a spiral that leads to an ending with weight.
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The Fox by Frederick Forsyth
I've read a handful of Forsyth's novels, some from the 1960s, and it's nice to find some of his later work. This feels a bit s...

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A beautiful novel about life as a mobster (in 1940s Tampa) and all the contradictions and complications of it. Lehane clearly has an ear f...
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