Review: The Ten Thousand Doors of January

My rating: 5 of 5 stars
Portals into other worlds? Yes, please. (It's been a long time since the parallel universes of Fringe and even longer since I stepped foot into Narnia.)
Harrow's depiction of January, a peculiar and intriguing young woman who knows words like
"temerarious" when she is seven, who has a peculiar living situation and a peculiar origins story, engaged me from the first chapter.
January's words, written on a page, have power, and even if she doesn't see it right away, I did, and I was hooked. Where was this going? What would happen?
It takes her almost the entire book, but she finally realizes, "Words and their meanings have weight in the world of matter, shaping and reshaping realities through a most ancient alchemy."
Harrow employs visual, olfactory, and aural descriptions to draw pictures of characters, settings, and action, and these made me feel like I was there, in the story.
Fantasy books like this one, that straddle the world we live in and worlds we invent (or do we?), can annoy some people. To enjoy this book requires what Coleridge describes as a "willing suspension of disbelief," one I was willing to embrace as I moved through the pages.
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