I couldn’t believe it. For over a decade I’ve been searching for a copy of this book. Then the other day I checked one of my favorite used book sites and there it was—and it wasn’t an arm-and-a-leg. It was just there, reasonably priced and waiting for me. So I snatched it up.
This book, along with Dungeons & Dragons, serves as one of the primary influences for my interest in all things occult. I found this book in the elementary school library in first grade and read it from cover to cover. It’s written at about a 10-year-old’s reading level but I was precocious and I loved it.
Every year until sixth grade, I’d check this out and reread it. Sometimes, I’d check it out week after week to pour over its contents and fantasize about magic, witchcraft, and things that go bump in the night. I can still recall many of the passages from it including a reference to “animal tincture.” (Now, having learned a thing or two, I have a good idea what animal tincture is…).
This is just a memento for me. I’ve got a vast occult library and understand these concepts thoroughly. But it’s nice to think about the good memories from my childhood and this book holds a bunch of those. Ah, nostalgia—hello!
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