The Malan Witch reminded me that I don’t read enough witchy stories.  This story had the eerie creepiness that made you realise that witches aren’t so ugly old hag with warts on her face, a long misshapen nose, and a pointy hat.   It was easy to imagine sitting around a campfire having this story read, it was cosy and mildly unsettling.  The Malan Witch has central themes of grief and loneliness being at the epicentre.  Robyn has lost the love of her life in the most traumatic of consequences.  Her husband died of cancer.  She had to endure watching him be fit and healthy and robust what seemed like one…