He believes himself to be one of two living humans in the world. The story is told through the journals of a man who lives in a labyrinthine house, filled with statues, through which tides wash in and out. The world of Piranesi is bounded, precise, lonesome and yet as I lived in it, I could feel my soul expanding. But what I found in my hands was something rather different from her first volume: a modest book of less than three hundred pages, about a man who lives in a house that loves him.
So, when I heard Susannah Clarke was coming out with a new novel, I rushed to my nearest book-monger, prepared to joyfully devour nine hundred pages on absolutely whatever her imagination had seen fit to produce: fairies, footnotes, Byron, the Battle of Waterloo. It’s a strange and wonderful tale, indulgently long, which was just the ticket for two weeks inside during a hot summer. Last summer, upon returning to the UK in the midst of the mandatory lockdowns, I read Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell, Susannah Clarke’s sprawling tale of two magicians in an alternative history, whose fierce scholarly rivalry brings about the restoration of magic in England. First, let me give you a little back story. I’m excited to tell you about my summer bookclub on Piranesi by Susanna Clarke. Hello, friends! After a six month hiatus from casting pod, I am back.
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