Madeline Miller’s Circe was a fantastic way to end a rather difficult year for me. I have to say that when I first opened the cover and began to read, I had no idea I would find myself completely immersed. Ancient gods and goddesses come to life in this book. Heroes are no longer blurry outlines in old stories but living, breathing characters rich in color. Circe was a name I’ll admit I had forgotten. She was no more to me than a witch who turned men into pigs and helped Odysseus on his journey home.