The only possible conclusion is: Clarke is writing from experience. 'Plunges deep into those forbidden fortresses from which the un-mad and mortal among us are forever barred. The mystery of Piranesi unwinds at a tantalizing yet lightning-like pace - it's hard not to rush ahead, even when each sentence, each revelation makes you want to linger.' - NPR Clarke's writing is clear, sharp - she can cleave your heart in a few short words. Susanna Clarke doesn't just write about magic she channels it on to the page.' - Sunday Express 'A book that's deliciously weird but meticulously constructed to achieve maximum suspense. I already want to be back in its haunting and beautiful halls!' - Madeline Miller It is a miraculous and luminous feat of storytelling, at once a gripping mystery, an adventure through a brilliant new fantasy world, and a deep meditation on the human condition: feeling lost, and being found. To read Piranesi is to be the labyrinth and the traveller in the labyrinth, which is poetry and prose.' - The Observer 'A novel to revisit - a house you can open again, with statues touched by quiet thoughts and strange tides. There is at the heart of her writing a rare capacity for the immediate: the stripped, wide-eyed descriptive simplicity of someone who, like her Piranesi, has gone through some sort of barrier and brought back news.' - Rowan Williams. The cliche that this book is hard to put down is for once true I can think of few recent books that keep the reader so passionately hungry to know what happens next and to understand the hints and guesses that appear in greater and greater profusion. 'Beautiful and bewitchingly strange.' - Mail on Sunday 'A dazzling fable about loneliness, imagination and memory.' - The Spectator Clarke has the same skill Flann O'Brien poured into The Third Policeman for making insane worlds feel as solid as our own.' - Sunday Times
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Full of wonders and an infectious ecstasy. Piranesi's naively observant voice also nods to the narrators of those Enlightenment parables of flawed Reason lost amid marvels and monsters - think Defoe's Crusoe, Swift's Gulliver, Voltaire's Candide.' - The Arts Desk 'Her prowess as a stylist is undiminished. Genuinely moving climax that throws open the doors of the halls in more ways than one.' - i paper Blending elements of mythology and fantasy, with nods along the way to CS Lewis and Tolkien. The 'House' - its upper rooms lost in clouds, its lower chambers drowned by the sea - will haunt my dreams.' - Daily Mail 'A gently comic, thoroughly beguiling read. It burrows into the subconscious, throwing out puzzles long after the final page. A fever dream - disorientating, engrossing, persistently strange. A remarkable feat, not just of craft but of reinvention.' - The Guardian Piranesi is a tenebrous study in solitude. 'Like Hilary Mantel, Clarke made the very notion of genre seem quaint. Clarke affirmed herself as one of Britain's most singular novelists.' - Daily Telegraph, Best Novels of 2020 'A startling novel of austere magical realism. 'Clarke's fantastical parable of solitude, imagination, ambition and contentment is a spectacular piece of fiction, and the perfect reading accompaniment to a year like no other.' - The Guardian, Best Fiction of 2020 'Reminds us of fiction's power to take us to another world and expand our understanding of this one.' - The Guardian, Autumn highlights Publisher: Bloomsbury Publishing PLC ISBN: 9781526622433 Number of pages: 272 Weight: 190 g Dimensions: 198 x 129 mm MEDIA REVIEWS The Beauty of the House is immeasurable its Kindness infinite. The world that Piranesi thought he knew is becoming strange and dangerous. Lost texts must be found secrets must be uncovered. But who are they and what do they want? Are they a friend or do they bring destruction and madness as the Other claims? Messages begin to appear, scratched out in chalk on the pavements. At other times he brings tributes of food and waterlilies to the Dead. On Tuesdays and Fridays Piranesi sees his friend, the Other. In his notebooks, day after day, he makes a clear and careful record of its wonders: the labyrinth of halls, the thousands upon thousands of statues, the tides which thunder up staircases, the clouds which move in slow procession through the upper halls.
Shortlisted for the Costa Novel Award 2020 Winner of the Women's Prize for Fiction 2021
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