Week Five: Witches

“Aunt Maria” by Diana Wynne Jones was an interesting read. Told in the first person, through a series of journal entries by Mig, the main character, Jones weaves together a very interesting plot that delves into the supernatural world of ghosts and witches. The characters in this story are very dynamic to say the least; Aunt Maria is perhaps the greatest personality in the entire novel. She’s interesting to me I think, because in my mind we have all met or at least heard of people just like her. That elderly woman who lounges idly and passes judgment on those around her and somehow manipulates you into seeing to her every whim and worry. Aunt Maria is very much that character to the point that it’s almost terrifying and Jones writes in such a way that you find yourself feeling as though you too were securely under Aunt Maria’s thumb, so to speak. Every small victory over her domineering personality was like a triumphant conquest for the reader and the character that managed to attain that victory, that I think the book becomes that much better of a read, because the reader feels as though they are a part of the controversy. I think that’s why I found myself rooting for Chris’ character despite the fact that he was loud, and rude and brash. It’s that behavior I believe that most of us would resort to when pushed completely to the edge of utter annoyance. A noteworthy part of the story I think, is also how closely things would tie themselves to gender roles. The way Jones writes and deals with gender roles in the story seems to be a nod to how silly and ineffective these roles can be. In fact Jones seems to be saying, through this novel, that gender roles more inhibit rather than help alleviate situations and crises. Jones treats the separation of male and female in this novel as though they were separate species that could not and would not communicate with one another with women being the dominant species in the book, causing the male entities to be distrustful of Mig, the protagonist of the story. This novel reminded me of being a kid again because the plot line seemed like something straight out of a nineties movie, it was the right amount of supernatural antics mixed with terrible relatives and quirky, bizarre happenings like people being transformed into animals and a gathering of tea drinking witches and going out on holiday and finding an adventure. I mostly liked reading it because it lent itself to that notion of bizarre hi-jinks that sort themselves out in the end and make you a stronger person because of it.