![]() ![]() Until you read the book yourself, keep your wand drawn to ward off the summaries of enthusiastic fans and clumsy reviewers. Clarke’s power certainly extends beyond mere suspense, but her story relies on the steady accretion of apprehension that finally gives way to a base-shifting revelation. ![]() an unusually fragile mystery-as delicate as the slender fingers and wispy petals on the marble statues that fill the House. The hypnotic quality of Piranesi stems largely from how majestically Clarke conjures up this surreal House. Reading her lithe new book, Piranesi, feels like finding a copy of Steven Millhauser’s Martin Dressler in the back of C.S. We believers have waited a long time for a second novel from Clarke, and so it’s especially exciting to see that none of her enchantment has worn off-it’s evolved. ![]()
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