Circe
In the house of Helios, god of the sun and mightiest of the Titans, a daughter is born. But Circe is a strange child — not powerful, like her father, nor viciously alluring like her mother. Turning...
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This isn't a retelling — it's a reclamation.
Miller does something extraordinary here: she makes Circe feel ancient and immediate at the same time. This isn't a retelling — it's a reclamation. Every page hums with the quiet fury of a woman discovering she doesn't need the gods' approval to be powerful.
The prose is intoxicating without being showy. Miller knows when to let silence do the work. The scene with the pigs is horrifying because you understand exactly why she does it.
Circe is the friend you wish you'd had in your twenties — fierce, lonely, learning to trust herself one catastrophe at a time. Madeline Miller writes mythology like it happened yesterday.
Beautiful writing, fascinating character, but the middle section dragged for me. Some of the mythological references went over my head. Still glad I read it — the ending stuck with me for days.
