It was definitely an adorable idea, but the slow pacing really got to me.
Everyone who wishes upon a star, or a candle, or a penny thrown into a fountain knows that you’re not allowed to tell anyone what you’ve wished for. But even so, there is someone out there who hears it.
In a magical land called the Haven lives a young fairy named Ophelia Delphinium Fidgets. Ophela is no ordinary fairy—she is a Granter: one of the select fairies whose job it is to venture out into the world and grant the wishes of unsuspecting humans every day.
It’s the work of the Granters that generates the magic that allows the fairies to do what they do, and to keep the Haven hidden and safe. But with worldwide magic levels at an all-time low, this is not as easy as it sounds. On a typical day, only a small fraction of the millions of potential wishes gets granted.
Today, however, is anything but typical. Because today, Ophelia is going to get her very first wish-granting assignment.
And she’s about to discover that figuring out how to truly give someone what they want takes much more than a handful of fairy dust.
I totally requested it because there’s a dog on the cover. Let me just get that confession out of the way. But I really did love the whimsy that Anderson painted for me.
At first, anyway.
After a little bit it felt too over the top. Part of Ophelia’s character is that she is so passionate about wish making that she has read every book–ever–on the subject, so that she can be prepared out in the real world. But when the time comes she is blown off course by an airplane (AKA long white tube of death). Her sudden ignorance really breaks with the character that had been set up thus far in the story.
I would rather have seen Ophelia have been an excellent wish granter, especially when it came to material things, and then learned to struggle with more immaterial needs throughout the book. But such was not the case.
I stopped reading roughly midway through when the pacing fell flat and I felt like I was forcing myself onward.