Grace in the Mirror (Fairy Tale Found – 1) by Kristy Tate
Fairy tales can come true. But it’s terrifying when it happens to you
Grace James thinks having to wear a hand-me-down uniform while trying to fit into her posh new school in glitzy Orange County is bad, but being followed to class by seven little angry men is worse. The dwarfs believe that Grace has stolen the magic mirror, and they want it back.
Opponents become allies and soon Grace can’t tell who is friend or foe and what is real or merely a fairy tale, so she cooks up a scheme that will take her back home to Oregon where life made sense—away from her stingy grandparents and her miniature stalkers. But a frantic cast of fairy tale characters have plans of their own that may or may not include a happily ever after.
Author’s Bio
Dr. Seuss was my first love. When my mom left me in the children’s section of the library I’d find Horton and the Cat. My mom hated the good doctor and refused to checkout his books. He was my secret, guilty pleasure. Eventually, I read about Narnia, Oz and Green Gables.
When my mom grew too sick to visit the library, a friend brought her a stash of romances which she kept in a big box beside her bed. Weekly, this good friend replenished the box. My mom didn’t know I read her books; it was like the Seuss affair, only sexier. Reading became my escape from a horrific and scary situation. Immersed in a story, I didn’t have to think about the life and death drama taking place on the other side of my bedroom wall. Books were my hallucinogenic drug of choice. In college, I studied literature and fell in love with Elliot, Willa and too many others to mention. (This had no similarity to my dating life.)
I’m no longer a child living with a grieving father and a dying mother, nor am I the co-ed in search of something or someone real, nonfictional. I’m an adult blessed with an abundance of love. I love my Heavenly Father and His son, my husband and family, my dog, my friends, my neighbors, my writing group, the birds outside my window.
Because I’m a writer, I also love my characters. I adore their pluck, courage and mettle. I admire the way they face and overcome hardships. But, as in any romance, I sometimes I get angry with them and think that they are too stupid to live. At those times, I have to remind myself that they live only in my imagination, unless I share. Writing for me is all about sharing–giving back to the world that has so generously shared with me– because I learned a long time ago that the world is full of life and death dramas. Sometimes we need a story to help us escape.
And we need as much love as we can find. That’s why I write romance.
My Review
4 stars
Heather, Grace, and Toby find themselves moving in with their stingy, rich grandparents when their father is deployed overseas. Essentially the kids and their mother are allowed to live with the grandunit as long as they take care of everything thing. This is the story of Grace. She feels out of place, thankfully the kids are more accepting than criticizing. Then a chance encounter lands Grace a job and the strangeness ensues. Seven little men are following her around, calling her Blanche, and demanding she return a missing mirror. But this is the beginning of the strangeness.
Grace and her family move to her grandparents’ house. She is 16 and the new kid at school so she has a lot of drama to face there. But when she starts working at the antique store and meets Brock, the store owner’s son, things become magical.
I liked the idea behind this story and I loved the fairy tale characters coming into our world. The problem I had was I had a hard time getting into this story. Don’t get me wrong, I was happy that Grace was accepted into school instead of being tormented. I also like the different characters. It’s just the plot kind of meandered around with different characters and events.
Over all this was a good read. There is an opening so I hope there is another book in the works.
I received Grace in the Mirror from eBooks for Review for free. This has in no way influenced my opinion of this book.