I was impressed by Anya Pavelle's Moon Hunters, and I looked forward to reading more of her work. I was rewarded once again with a terrific read.
The Garden of Stone Houses is a terrific read. It's a picture of the harsh reality of the South on the brink of Civil War, and it's enhanced wonderfully with large doses of fantasy, the supernatural, and magic. The elements of fantasy and magical realism allow an author to manipulate the plot in which anything can happen. But it takes a very talented writer to make the story still feel real. Anya Pavelle has that talent in spades.
The plot goes back in forth between the points of view of two women, Colleen and her daughter, Selene. Their core stories are essentially two decades apart, but Pavelle manages to tie them tightly together by the end. Not an easy task, but she works it out masterfully here. The novel is complex, delving into mystery, suspense, revenge, and retribution—all colored by the spirit world and the grime, class and race issues, and superstitions that made up New Orleans of the 1800s and 1840s.
Pavelle provides plenty of detail—personalities, fashion, food, morals, social taboos, and the depths of true love—to keep the story from being primarily about the antics of ghosts and spirits. I felt as if I were right there with Colleen, Selene, and the rest of the large, colorful cast. I saw the streets cluttered with garbage and waste. I drew in the delightful smells of a woodworking shed and appreciated the details of a true artisan at work. I experienced the lush, decadence of a gambling den. And I felt the struggles of both sides of the economic and race spectrum.
The Garden of Stone Houses is one of those rare books that cause you to feel pangs of disappointment when you realize it's nearing the end. Yes, you're anxious to see how good fares against evil, but you also don't want the story to end.
I highly recommend The Garden of Stone Houses. Once you begin the journey yourself, you'll understand why.