For anyone serious about magic, studying with a Sidhe Master is essential. Alistair Brady is very serious, and when he's chosen at a Calling, a search by the Sidhe for new students, he's elated. However, his assigned Master, Cianán, doesn't want a new student, and makes it painfully obvious.
Despite Cianán's disdain, Alistair is determined to learn magic. But Alistair has difficulty with finding the place inside where magic lives, and even the simplest spells continue to elude him. He just needs to figure out what's missing, while trying not to let his growing attraction to the cold and aloof Cianán show. It takes a backfiring spell to show both Alistair and Cianán exactly what's missing to make Alistair's magic come alive.
I've been writing since I could first hold a pencil, and by all accounts I didn't limit myself to paper. Walls, tablecloths and the occasional sibling were all fair game, and it shouldn't be surprising to learn that markers were banned in my home with all due haste. Although I now content myself with inconveniencing electrons, the desire to bring the stories in my mind to life hasn't waned.
In my spare time, I read, putter in the kitchen, and relax on my terrace, weather permitting, with my corgi who strives to be part muse, part food disposal. I'm also addicted to coffee and have a close relationship with my Keurig.
The Sidhe's Apprentice was a delightful short story that caught my interest right from the start. I liked the connection of magic with intimacy. The only thing I would have liked is to return to Lorcán at the end to get his reaction to it all. 3.5 stars