Apr 10 2007
Dear Ms. Balogh,
I’ve been slowly reading my way through your backlist, and several of your older regencies have found a permanent place on my bookshelf. Among them are Dark Angel, Dancing with Clara, A Christmas Promise and others. Unfortunately, A Certain Magic won’t be joining these books.
A Certain Magic begins when Alice Penhallow, a 29 year old widow, arrives in London from Bath. She has come to London to help her sister in law nurse her children, who are suffering from the measles. Shortly after arriving there Alice meets her former friend and neighbor, Piers Westhaven.
Some of the early conversation between them did not feel natural to me, because Piers and Allie talked about things they already knew, and I felt that they would not have needed to discuss them. For example, there’s this bit:
“Well,” he said, “I wish you had not left home, Allie. I have no reason to spend time at Westhaven Park any longer. First Web dying two years ago and then you purchasing a house in Bath last summer and taking yourself off. It’s deuced lonely at home without either of you.”
“Is it?” she said. “But I did not have a great deal of choice once Web’s cousin decided last year to move into Chandlos after all. The house belonged to him. And I am not complaining. It was the only one of Web’s possessions that did not come to me, and he would have left me that, too, if he could. Oh, I could have taken a house in the village, Piers, but I did not think it fair to stay in the neighborhood. There are those who would have said I had been forced from my own home, and that would not have been fair at all. It was better to move right away.”
Piers, a widower, has recently become the heir to Lord Berringer, and is now expected to remarry. Alice learns from Piers that the widow of an old friend, Lady Margam, has written to him asking him to help her eighteen year old daughter Cassandra make her entrance into society. Piers finds the request amusing and agrees to escort Cassandra to the theater providing that Alice and a gentleman of her acquaintance accompany them. Alice invites Sir Clayton Lansing, a suitor who has pursued her from Bath to London, to join them as well.
Alice is not attracted to Sir Clayton and although Piers admires Cassandra’s curves and her rich and vulgar uncle, he can’t imagine consummating a marriage with her. It is clear that Alice and Piers are much more well suited to one another, but despite that, Piers keeps finding himself offering to escort the shy and overwhelmed Cassandra to other events and places.
This is more or less what happens in the first third of the book, which is the portion that I read, and that’s the reason that I did not read further. Part of the problem is that Cassandra is a character who lacks spark, and she is in many scenes. I am sure that her dullness is intentional, there to show that if Piers married Cassandra she would, as Alice knows, bore Piers silly in short order. But she bored me just as fast.
You do an excellent job of showing that Piers and Alice have a warm rapport with one another, but it was not enough to keep me turning the pages. There are a few glimmers of what could have been some emotional material, but for me, there were not enough of these.
Yes, I learned that Alice had a child who died in his crib, and that Piers lost his wife and infant daughter in childbirth. These events could have been the source of a wealth of angst, but Piers and Alice’s grief and suffering over these deaths were not explored as much as they could have been, at least in the portion of the book that I read.
Somewhere between a quarter and a third of the way through the book, it also becomes clear that Alice has been in love with Piers since she was fourteen. I think if this had been apparent earlier on, I would have been more invested in the outcome of Piers’ courtship, but by the time this information was revealed, I was frustrated with the sedate pace of the story.
I really wanted to love this book, but instead I lost interest in it. There is nothing egregiously bad about it; Piers and Alice seem like nice, likable people, deserving of a happy ending. But they and their situation simply weren’t compelling enough for me, and I did not have the patience the slow pace of the story required. For me, A Certain Magic lacked a certain something, and I give it a DNF.