3.5 stars
a word of caution: this review might be the most biased review i ever write on goodreads.
the magic of ordinary days (from here out TMOOD) is a quiet story of learning to love when you've been betrayed badly by those you've trusted, loved, and lost. i knew i was in trouble when the back cover "applause" included the line "gentle but powerful" - any turn of phrase that could easily grace the box of some feminine cleansing product as it does a book jacket probably isn't ideal. know what i'm sayin'?
the story itself isn't terrible. livvy is a free-minded, "educated" daughter of a minister who, after the death of her mother, gets herself in a spot of trouble, zygote-wise, when she falls for a smooth-talking history buff-cum-soldier named "edward". okay, tragically, the name edward has been ruined for me by the "twilight" series, and while this book came out first, it still made me giggle every time i read his name. her shamed and distant minister father calls on one of his "minister buddies" and arranges a marriage between independent livvy and reticently stoic bachelor-farmer ray. here's my thing: i liked ray. i didn't really love livvy. and ray being SO good, made it harder and harder to like livvy.
the plot itself is fairly quiet - a lot of awkward dinner conversations as livvy learns how to be a farmer's wife and love her hubby. there's a strange twist with japanese internment prisoners - rose and lorelai - who made me think more of the gilmore girls than the plight of the asian during this time period. they, like the unfortunately named edward, abuse livvy's loneliness, to the point where she commits treason for them (unwittingly...but considering livvy has to analyze ray's entire genealogy before she'll hug him, i'm sort of shocked she didn't crack that caper long in advance). the end, like the rest of the novel, is quiet...and strangely ray-free. the last few pages deal more with livvy's quiet transformation than the quiet man who helps her to love again. i thought that was a particularly sad choice, actually.
by now, you're probably wondering where the bias comes in. here you go: the whole book reminded me of this unfortunate class at tufts i took when learning to become a teacher. the english MAT students paired up with the history MAT students and we read "snow falling on cedars" - another literary glimpse at japanese interment. i loathed it with the fire of a thousand suns. the real kicker? livvy, her temperament, her words, hell, even her major and college remind me of this awful girl in the program...so self-righteous, so not-as-smart-as-she-thinks-she-is,so artificial...i could go on but i won't. i probably dislike livvy partly because of her startling similarity to the one i went to school with, and that's not really fair.