I love the idea of re-spinning the Greek myths, but rarely find they live up to expectations. Circe is a masterful tale even for readers with no knowledge of mythology or investment in the #metoo movement, of which it‘s a stellar example. Miller‘s Circe, Hermès, and Odysseus are beguiling—one wants to join them in their evenings by the fire—as are her depictions of motherhood, immortals, and the Minotaur. I‘ve read it three times so far.