Is it a murder mystery if no one has died yet?
For better or for worse, I’m a modernist at heart, which means that my first instincts are to figure out what kind of story I’m reading. I like to know how to categorize things. I like to think I’m self-aware enough that I can tell when stories can be chunked into multiple categories simultaneously, and I’m also self-aware enough to know that I don’t really know how open-minded I am. Probably not nearly as much as I think. I wonder which side of the family I get that from.
It’s not important for you to know what I like and what I don’t like exactly. It is important for you to know what you like, what you long for, and what you would give – or give up – to have those things. It’s important to know where that desire comes from.
Two generations ago, still in living memory, a man on Cape Fen fell in love with a witch and made a bargain with her, and they lived happily ever after. Or did they? Her magic came from the moon and she passed it on to her daughter, who passed it on to her son, even while the residents of the Cape followed in the footsteps of that man, the Baron, and they made further bargains with the witches, one generation after another.
Although the Fenians can’t do magic themselves, they have access to magic – the current Baron, who shows up ever winter and leaves every summer, is always available, and never sleeps. They can make a bargain with him, get the thing they dreamed of, and pay a price. Because magic isn’t free. Unsurprisingly, they loathe him for it. He collects no taxes. He demands no services. No one has to bargain. Everyone does. He holds the keys to their happiness. Who wouldn’t hate such a person? Besides, anyone who tries to go back on their bargain gets done in by the Baron’s wolf, an animal who appears and vanishes with the moon.
Eliza is twelve. Her sister is eight and the Wolf just tried to kill her. It’s a murder that hasn’t happened yet in a small community consumed with secrets and dreams and rules that everyone knows, and no one understands quite as well as they think. Since their mother left them four years ago, Winnie is all Eliza has. Their father has retreated into himself, present but unavailable. The Wolf can’t be stopped unless Eliza can figure how who put Winnie up as stakes in their bargain so that she can bargain to stop it. She’ll do everything she can to protect her sister, her only family.
The same as nearly everyone else in Cape Fen.
Family is everything. We mutually make each other who we are, for better or for worse. Sometimes they rein in our worst faults. Sometimes they exaggerate them.
Sometimes we still end up modernists.
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Full disclosure: I read an earlier draft of this book and Juliana’s a friend. It’s been amazing to watch this story change from manuscript-to-novel.