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I used to write humorous fantasy novels (and can't swear I never will again some day) featuring heroines who didn't know they were more powerful than they were. They learned to become more confident by asserting themselves, challenging power and claiming it themselves.
Divorced, aging Samantha Littleheart is a modern but skeptical Pagan who believes in the power of witchcraft, but without all the Hollywood special effects. She has little patience with anti-Christian bigotry and inaccurate Goddess 'herstory'. She's also tired of boring, emotionally avoidant men, and dudes with just one item on their six-inch agenda. And could life in her sleepy little ass-backwards Connecticut town get any more teeth-grindingly dull? Enter Exhibit A - an ancient medieval spell book written by an excommunicated priest supposedly dictated by a demon. (Yeah right). And Exhibit B - tall, handsome Buck Moon Coyote, a Native American 'shaman' and celebrity author with wildly out-of-control charisma.
But Buck is not what he seems, and others believe the spell book is more than just a lost museum artifact. When someone steals it and uses it to attack Samantha, Buck, and a coven sister, she realizes that magic is far more powerful than a skeptical Pagan ever dreamed. Now word's out on the Internet and every basement Satanist and Aleister Crowley wannabe wants it. Life is no longer sleepy or ass-backwards in this dark fantasy as Samantha faces not just her terrifying enemies, but what now looks like her utterly wasted life.
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Young witch and giant Jim Morrison fan Gwenhwyfar is fed up with Toronto's singles scene and wants a boyfriend of her own. There's really only one thing left to do, clearly: Bring the drop-dead sexy
Lizard King back from the dead! That is, despite her younger
physics-obsessed genius sister moving in and much resistance
from her reclusive roommate Eugénie. And also complicated by
the creepy attentions of Gwen's twice-her-age burnt out ex-rock-
and-roller neighbour and the weird old guy downstairs who thinks
he's the reincarnation of Aleister Crowley. The biggest problem, though, is there are always repercussions to pulling off a
necromantic spell. Like, you can invite unwanted entities, and who knows what the new boyfriend will really be like. And, with the
Age of Asparagus—er, Aquarius coming nigh, you could, say, accidentally empower someone with world domination aspirations
who wants to become, like, the Evil Dominatrix of the World. Or whatever. Anyway, the point is, things could get really weird.
Divorced, middle-aged Rachel Brinkerhoff, a Jewish matchmaker from New York who hopes to remarry, moved to Toronto for a fresh new start with her business and her love life. But no one told her that female-aversive Toronto was BYOB - Bring Your Own Boy. She partners with an Indian and a Muslim lady who want to help Canadians arrange marriages for their often-recalcitrant children and who secretly wonder over the beautiful matchmaker's datelessness. But then an earthquake shakes up Toronto in more ways than one, and the next thing you know, a public fountain turns into the Fountain of Youth, an army of misfits turn up to stake the world's weirdest Native land claim, and worst of all, a beautiful sensuous woman is stalking Toronto's virgin males and seducing them with horrifying consequences. Can a drop-dead gorgeous, highly neurotic American and her friends save Toronto from certain destruction, or will they have to call in a cure that's worse than the curse?
It's 1984 and the future looks bright for college student
Joyce Bacyrus, rah-rah Reaganite and card-carrying Young Republican. She dreams of a high-powered Wall Street
Yuppie career until her computer geek friend Hacker boinks it all up by opening a portal to another world in his dorm bathroom and dragging Joyce and their friends into it on a search for Stephanie, his missing lab partner and hopeful
future squeeze. When Hacker loses the floppy disk that
anchors the open portal, they must find it along with
Stephanie, a task now on deadline as she's slated to marry
the world's most disgusting prince. Threatening to boink
things up further are a feminazi witch, a race of Conan-style barbarians (but only half as smart), incredibly hot naked
undines and the prince's sidekick, heavy-metal troubadour
and evil magician Malsorcier. While pondering the deeper questions of friendship, loyalty and the suspiciously modern elements in Chassadril, Joyce also wonders, Am I gonna miss my Macroeconomics exam?
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