I got an early copy of this for review purposes, and I enjoyed it. I didn't love it, and I think it's flawed in a couple of major ways, but the one thing I have no argument with is the prose, which is rich and lovely. Also done very well is the building sense of community treachery, as petty grudges and existing power relations curdle into something vengeful and sinister. We like to think that small communities look out for each other, but when the witchfinder comes to town, finger-pointing is both base opportunism as well as self-protection, and the ease with which these people (particularly the men) turn on the women in their midst is appalling, and presented in an enormously convincing manner.

Less credible, however, is the main character, who continuously makes decisions of such astounding stupidity that she becomes increasingly hard to like, or to root for. There's really only one outcome for such vacuous self-sabotage, and the fact that it doesn't end up that way makes the ending feel unearned, frankly.