{"id":25390,"date":"2025-09-04T20:57:21","date_gmt":"2025-09-05T00:57:21","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.davidmswitzer.com\/blog\/?p=25390"},"modified":"2025-09-05T09:29:08","modified_gmt":"2025-09-05T13:29:08","slug":"uprooted","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.davidmswitzer.com\/blog\/2025\/09\/uprooted\/","title":{"rendered":"Uprooted"},"content":{"rendered":"

{5\/5} “A haze of smoke was drifting across my eyes, the sudden crackle of fire. I turned towards the trunk, and Sarkan was there, too, caught in the tree with silver bark trying to devour him, saying, ‘Now, Agnieszka<\/strong>,'” while fire-heart glowed red between his fingers. Instinctively, I half-reached my hand towards him, remembering dread and anguish, and for a moment — for one brief moment, he wasn’t illusion at all, not just illusion. He frowned back at me startled; his eyes said, What are you doing, you idiot?<\/strong>”<\/p>\n

Uprooted<\/strong> by Naomi Novik, published in 2015<\/p>\n

Agnieszka was sure that the wizard known as the Dragon would choose Kasia to take with him to his tower. But he didn’t — he chose Agnieszka. After cooking for him for a while, she got bored and borrowed a book from the library. It might be magical in some way, because the Dragon comes barging in and is very upset — and doesn’t believe she is who she says she is.<\/p>\n

This is a stunning novel.<\/p>\n

It’s about learning something you’re good at, and what happens when you’re thrown into a bunch of new situations. It’s about people who, even though they’ve been alive a long time, can still change their mind when presented with new reasoning.<\/p>\n

This is the 4th book I’ve read by Novik. I previously reviewed The Golden Enclaves<\/strong><\/a>. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

{5\/5} “A haze of smoke was drifting across my eyes, the sudden crackle of fire. I turned towards the trunk, and Sarkan was there, too, caught in the tree with silver bark trying to devour him, saying, ‘Now, Agnieszka,’” while fire-heart glowed red between his fingers. Instinctively, I half-reached my hand towards him, remembering dread […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[7,9,28,5],"class_list":["post-25390","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-books","tag-book","tag-fantasy","tag-novels","tag-review"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.davidmswitzer.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/25390","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.davidmswitzer.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.davidmswitzer.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.davidmswitzer.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.davidmswitzer.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=25390"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/www.davidmswitzer.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/25390\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":25411,"href":"https:\/\/www.davidmswitzer.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/25390\/revisions\/25411"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.davidmswitzer.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=25390"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.davidmswitzer.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=25390"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.davidmswitzer.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=25390"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}