On… The Magicians by Lev Grossman Leave a reply Fox was away the last two weeks, and I decided to jump into a new book. The Magicians by Lev Grossman. It’s an unputdownable coming-of-age novel – intelligent, emotionally honest, genuinely funny, and oh yes, some bits are scary as fuck. It’s so, so good. I loved it. However, on Sunday night I was reading it in bed and was so freaked out by one part that I had to sleep with the light on. I have now slept with the light on for like, five nights. Yes, I am a grown-ass woman with a baby and a nearly-three-year-old. Yes, I really AM this lame. Thank God Fox is home Friday. I’m heading up to McNally Jackson to buy the rest of the trilogy today (buying books in person instead of online is part of my don’t-support-Amazon-killing-authors thing, but that’s another post entirely). Something Lev Grossman wrote about writing.