I stopped reading books by straight white men a few years ago, but somehow, this one slipped through—and at first, I thought it might just prove me wrong.
I’ve made a conscious effort in recent years to diversify my reading list, moving away from the straight white male authors that had dominated my bookshelves for so long. It wasn’t until I pulled this book from the stack that was my last library haul that I realized Witchcraft for Wayward Girls was written by a white man. My knee-jerk reaction was to put it down, but it was my only unread book on hand, so I decided to give it a chance.
And at first? I was all in.
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