Conjure Wife by Fritz Leiber ★★★☆☆

An ethnology professor specializing in primitive superstition stumbles upon his wife’s occult hobby. As Norman (for Normal?) loses his secular certainty his life unravels. 

Sometimes the book caught me off guard: 

“There’ve been enough times when I’ve wanted to stop,” she added. “Just like there’ve been times I’ve wanted to stop being a woman.” 

Did a man really write that in 1943?!?!? 

Overall, the story was slow and misty. I would have given it a higher rating but in the end the whole witchy point was about being young and pretty and getting to fuck Norman. It felt a shallow dish.