Rediscovering Magic: Indigo Springs

After few pages, I still didn’t know what to expect from Indigo Springs. It starts in medias res, and for a while I was wondering how to unravel all the information fed to me, taking in all the implications of  the wonderful and scary things that are hinted to.  Magic-powered terrorists on a rampage in the homeland? It reminded me a little initially of Palahniuk’s Lullaby, especially given the similar “frame story” setup . Except that all the havoc and the cheap thrills happen behind the scenes.

But what about the  liquid magic and the flying carpets: how could the author sink hardcore magic into a real-life setting, and make it believable? She succeeds, I think,  in a way that goes beyond fantasy: by making us care about the lives of ordinary, small town  people in extraordinary circumstances. A.M. Dellamonica masterfully interplays first person narration with the point of view of Astrid, the time-displaced protagonist, as she narrates the (re)discovery of blue magic. It’s an atypical cast of characters, whose status and relationship takes a while to absorb. But the payback is definitely worth the effort, and a thick narration is woven out of every person, place and object, unveiling the wonders little by little, building on anticipation.

And that to me, was the real magic.