As someone who burns sage and sleeps with valerian root under her pillow, when I see a book called Broken Magic, I immediately want to love it. I suspect my love of the ethereal might have even bolstered my appreciation if the author had written a goat of a story. But he hasn’t. He’s gone and wrote a wonderful one.
Wisely, the plot is simple. Relationships and their expectations, surprises and the general peril of negotiating them. This is not to say it is spartan or dull. The author keeps the story moving with actions, their consequences, and the promise of pending disaster or triumph, just kept on a modest scale. The actual text provides some interesting additions, with format changes like computer language and short chapters written as lines in a play. Don’t be concerned by a story of high-school love. There is not a single wail of teenage ennui to be found. My favorite thing about the relationships is the respect given them. Young or not, love is confusing and extraordinary and painful as hell. That’s all there as the protagonist Neil wades through these waters. It seems pejorative to call it a coming-of-age story or a love story, because it is more. It’s about people, aptly created and fully flushed, as they dig into themselves and others. More closely, it’s about what happens in these relationships when they hit bedrock and their shovels break as they dig. The brightest star of the story is Neil. The writer, Eric Sipple, has sculpted him in such a way that you root him. Like the best of a John Hughes or Cameron Crowe film character, you don’t pity Neil. He has the goods and you simply want a victory for him because his time has come.
As a narrator, Neil is charming. Honest. No hipster smugness. He honestly guides us through his life, insecurities and all. An especially effective choice of the writer is having Neil, on occasion, break the fourth wall, look directly at the reader, and ad lib right to us. It endears you to this young man and I smiled out loud each time it happened.
The world of the novel is well-created. High school situation and the students are realistic, and all ridiculous hyperbolic sterotypes are avoided. The writer’s descriptions of every day ring with realism which often being quite clever. You can smell the cappuccino, and see the friend perched on the ladder, bracing against the ceiling, fighting with the Christmas tree. He doesn’t simply describe a teenager nodding, he understands the political undertones of the nod, and treats it respectfully. As a reader, you’re pulled in to the space right away, because you’ve seen the nod, and honestly, given it yourself.
The magic of Broken Magic floats through, almost casually. There’s just a scent of it. Like a candle burning in the next room. I surely won’t spoil any magician’s tricks, but when we see the magic promised in the title (and I ‘m so glad the author chose to show us at least once– many others would not have had the courage to pull back the curtain), the writing shines.
Every piece has aspects that some will appreciate more than others. Maybe sometimes Neil sounded a little more on it and together than any kid that age deserves to be. We are following him to watch him overcome insecurities. It almost seemed a few time that when he spoke, it was more something clever he would have wanted to say, but in reality, he may have said something with a bit less wit. And for, me I saw his choice at the end before he made it. But honestly, that didn’t spoil anything and I wasn’t disappointed when he made it. I was reading to learn how he would handle it, especially coming so far from the quiet, yearning kid from the coffee shop when we first met him.
For me, it was a wonderful work and I’m so glad I spent time in the world of this story, where unfixed things are worth the trip to find and while maybe not salvage them, at least appreciate their broken magic.