Raymond E. Feist (b. 1945) is one of the leading fantasy writers in the contemporary U.S. literary scene, best known for his massive Riftwar Saga series. Barb and I read the latter in the early 90s and liked it, although I've never reviewed it here and we never followed it up with any of the succeeding series. (I was inclined to think there was a limit to how many magical existential threats one kingdom in a fantasy world could realistically be expected to encounter in succession, and suspected that the severe case of "sequelitis" was mostly an attempt to milk the setting/characters for more cash.) That said, I did think the first series was involving and well-written, with lifelike characters who are engaging and a plot that's often emotionally compelling; it also didn't feel so dependent on Tolkien as Terry Brooks' Shannara series opener.
However, my first introduction to Feist's work was this stand-alone novel, read as a public library check-out a few years earlier, not long after it was published. I still consider it the best of his books that I've read, and it made a strong enough impression on my memory that I feel comfortable reviewing it, after more than 30 years, without having a copy in front of me. (Though it will necessarily be a shorter and less detailed review than some of mine are!)
In the author's present, a well-to-do family (very successful Hollywood scriptwriter, his second wife, roughly 20-year-old daughter from his first marriage, and a pair of boys on the cusp of their teens) move into a long-empty old country house, Erl King Hill, in the wilds of upstate New York. It doesn't take long --like, about the first page!-- for the reader to be made aware that this house and its environs are a habitat for the Fae, and a place where their reality intersects with ours; and it turns out that there's even much, much more and deeper significance to the connection than that. Feist will disclose all of his mysteries only in his own good time, and meanwhile all of the Hastings family members are in for a puzzling, stressful, and ultimately scary and potentially lethal adventure.
Interaction of the supernatural with the mundane world is a motif I really like in fiction, and it's here in spades. (A few scenes here take place in Faerie, so I've classified this as fantasy; but the bulk of the tale plays out in this world; I've recommended it for fans of supernatural fiction as well.) Much actual traditional lore about the Fae from European cultures (mostly Celtic and Germanic) is worked in here very nicely, such as the Wild Hunt, Wieland the smith, the Seelie and the Unseelie Courts; we even have a cameo appearance of Thomas the Rhymer. All of the Hastings family members are likable characters that you root for and wish well, and they all play significant roles in the story, including the boys (who get to show their mettle). The other characters are also vital and realistic. Feist does a great job with his plotting, and he provides some romance to add pleasant flavor to the stew; it has an insta-love quality, but despite that quibble (and despite some implied premarital sex) it comes across as genuine love. (This isn't a kid's book, despite the two younger characters, but there's no explicit sex and bad language is restrained --there are two f-words, but in perspective, it's a 420-page book). It's not a deep read that grapples much with profound spiritual or philosophical questions; but for me it was a really enjoyable, page-turning read. (If Goodreads used half stars in its rating system, I'd actually have given the book 4 and 1/2.)