The DivinersBook - 2012
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CRRL_MegRaymond Oct 03, 2017
It’s 1926, and Evie is considered something of a wild “flapper” in her small Ohio town. But then she’s sent to New York City to live with her uncle, the curator of the Museum of American Folklore, Superstition, and the Occult.
Evie has a gift: She can hold an object and know secrets about the person who owns the object. Of course, that gets her in trouble in 1926 Ohio. She goes to New York to stay with an uncle, just in time for a series of occult murders. Will her gift help now?
Evie O'Neill is happy to begin life with her Uncle, an unusual and intelligent man who runs an occult museum in New York City. But when murders break out and her Uncle is blamed, Evie has no choice but to dive into the mysterious murder investigation.
Seventeen-year-old Evie O'Neill is thrilled when she is exiled from small-town Ohio to New York City in 1926, even when a rash of occult-based murders thrusts Evie and her uncle, curator of The Museum of American Folklore, Superstition, and the Occult, into the thick of the investigation. (catalo... Read More »
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“She was tired of being told how it was by this generation, who’d botched things so badly. They’d sold their children a pack of lies: God and country. Love your parents. All is fair. And then they’d sent those boys, her brother, off to fight a great monster of a war that maimed and killed and destroyed whatever was inside them. Still they lied, expecting her to mouth the words and play along. Well, she wouldn’t. She knew now that the world was a long way from fair. She knew the monsters were real.”
― Libba Bray, The Diviners
“How do you invent a religion?” Evie asked.
Will looked over the top of his spectacles. “You say, ‘God told me the following,’ and then wait for people to sign up.”
“There is no greater power on this earth than story.” Will paced the length of the room. “People think boundaries and borders build nations. Nonsense—words do. Beliefs, declarations, constitutions—words. Stories. Myths. Lies. Promises. History.” Will grabbed the sheaf of newspaper clippings he kept in a stack on his desk. “This, and these”—he gestured to the library’s teeming shelves—“they’re a testament to the country’s rich supernatural history.”
There is nothing more terrifying than the absoluteness of one who believes he's right.
People will believe anything if it means they can go on with their lives and not have to think too hard about it.
People always fear what they don't understand, Evangeline. History proves that.
Often, the monsters we create in our imagination are not nearly as frightening as the monstrous acts perpetrated by ordinary human beings in the aim of one cause or another.
“There is a hideous invention called the Dewey Decimal System. And you have to look up your topic in books and newspapers. Pages upon pages upon pages…”
Uncle Will frowned. “Didn’t they teach you how to go about research in that school of yours?”
“No. But I can recite ‘The Battle Hymn of the Republic’ while making martinis.”
“I weep for the future.”
“There’s where the martinis come in.”
Frightening or Intense Scenes: Devil worship, satanic rituals, ritual sacrifices, and overall spookiness goes on.
Violence: One of the characters was abused physically and sexually in her past, and it is moderately described.