Wednesday Night Witches by Lee Nichols 


Wednesday Night Witches
by Lee Nichols
Pages: 297
My rating: C+
On the outs with her live-in boyfriend, Eve Crenshaw fleesManhattan for a different kind of island life off the coastof Maine. With the help of her college roommate, Natasha,and her friend Kim, she rents a seaside cottage and waitsfor her boyfriend to beg her to return.

Instead, he gets a new girlfriend.

Now Eve’s stuck on an island with no cable TV, no Starbucksand no eligible men. Desperate for diversion, the womenmeet every week for drinks, dubbing themselves theWednesday Night Witches.

One stormy evening, the Witches raid Kim’s cellar andfind a strange bottle of liqueur. Getting into the spirit,they each make a wish, lift their glasses and…well,no one can quite recall what happens next.

But suddenly their wishes start coming true!

Only, as life gets better and better for theWednesday Night Witches, everything elseon the island starts going to hell.…
Eve finds herself leaving her Manhattan apartment after she realizes that her boyfriend doesn’t really value her. She’s soon on a ferry to a small Maine island in search of the solace of her best friend, Natasha. Eve, Natasha, and Kim (Natasha’s ex-sister-in-law) start meeting on Wednesday nights as a weekly girls night. Strange things start happening around the island, and the women are granted the things that they most wish for in life. It all seems too good to be true. But is it?
I grabbed this book from a bargain bin a few months ago, because I was intrigued by the fact that the author was a descendant of one of the Salem witches. I’ve always been fascinated by the Salem trials, so I had to have this. Let’s just say, I’m glad it was in the bargain bin. The author did a good job of creating realistic surroundings that welcome you in. I really wanted to visit the little island off the coast of Maine where this was set. The writing style was flawed, though. The author alternated points of view between the three women, trying to get us to know each one on a deeper level. That seems like a great idea, but it didn’t work this time. I was sometimes confused by the abrupt switching and the voices of the three women weren’t distinct enough to make me feel like I knew them all that well.