In the first pages of Lisa Goldstein’s wonderful new book, a potent but troublesome ‘sprite’ has taken up dwelling in the feisty main character, Ivy. That sprite is in Lisa Goldstein as well, and the two of them have created a fine, swift, effervescent fantasy of the kind that’s for young folks but that adults too will read, from now on.
Lisa Goldstein is writing some of the most exciting fantasy out there. Ivory Apples is terrific.
A powerful fairy tale set without compromise in the modern world—the characters are convincingly real, and the magic is genuinely enchanting and perilous.
Ivory Apples is like a set of Russian Matryoshka dolls: stories within stories within stories within stories that keeps you reading all the way to the bottom. I finished in eight hours and now want to read it again. What a charming book in all senses of the word.
So many contemporary fantasists have learned from Lisa Goldstein’s weird, wise, humane and graceful example; her books comprise the best sort of magic school. Now, in Ivory Apples, she leads us deep into a wondrous grove that only she could scry. Goldstein is a true enchanter.
A contemporary fantasy that is wholly original. I want to read it again and again.
Lisa Goldstein’s work invariably surprises and inspires me. Ivory Apples is no exception. A vivid tale of magic and its consequences, filled with beauty and terror. Would you like a muse of your own? Really? Be careful what you wish for.