was completely prepared to read this novel quickly and toss off a
summary-laden review. I don't read a lot of "goth SF," as
Publishers Weekly called SEASON OF THE WITCH, and I
thought the lush book jacket looked a bit romance-y fancy.
Mea maxima culpa. I judged a book by its cover, and I was
wrong. Once begun, I was enthralled and only wish I had been able
to read it all in one sitting instead of having to interrupt its
progress with mundane things like work and meals.
Natasha Mostert has done something fine and rare: she has created