Title: The Gods of Love: Love Is A Strange Magic
Author: Nicola Mostyn
Release date: February 1st, 2018
Meet Frida. Divorce lawyer, cynic and secret descendant of the immortal love god Eros. She’s about to have a really bad day …
When a handsome but clearly delusional man named Dan bursts into Frida’s office and insists that she is fated to save the world, she has him ejected faster than you can say ‘prenup’.
But a creepy meeting, a demon or three and one attempted kidnapping later, Frida is beginning to face the inconvenient truth: Dan is, in fact, The Oracle, the gods of Greek mythology are real and Frida herself appears to be everyone’s only hope.
The world is doomed.
I loved mythology, especially Greek mythology. One of the first long pieces of fiction I wrote myself was an adaptation of Greek myths, so there is a lot about this book that I appreciate on a research level.
Mostyn does herself credit with this debut. It’s a quick and easy read that manages to tell multiple – but similar – stories at the same time. The focus is very heavily on women and women in love and what love means in the modern world. I really enjoyed the idea of Anteros, of anti-love and how the purity of love has been tarnished for humanity. It was an interesting idea to start a story from and even more so to have that story be told from the point of view of a divorce lawyer.
Frida is the unwilling heroine of the story, and it’s interesting to watch her grow as a character from someone suddenly thrown into the world of myth and magic, to someone who could potentially save us all. She feels very real, has normal reactions to events and ultimately, this story is about her finding strength in herself, about her saving herself. Mostyn’s writing style embodies Frida’s personality and voice very well.
It wasn’t perfect though. There were moments that I felt weren’t elaborated enough, whether it be aspects of Frida’s past or big plot revelations. There was a plot twist (no spoilers here, I promise) that felt like it happened in the blink of an eye, and the speed of the revealing kind of made it feel like it wasn’t that important to rest of the narrative but it was.
There were a lot of moments in this book where I felt like I wanted more. I wanted the scene drawn out to fully allow the seriousness of the situation to sink in or to really see Frida’s reaction to what was happening. Maybe it was the constraint of pages but it did mean that there were moments where I felt really unsatisfied, and I didn’t want that from this book.
Ultimately, The Gods of Love is a well-written book with an interesting premise that wasn’t given enough time to shine as much as it could have.