Mark Z Danielewski

Praise for House Of Leaves

A great novel. A phenomenal debut. Thrillingly alive, sublimely creepy, distressingly scary, breathtakingly intelligent - it renders most other fiction meaningless. One can imagine Pynchon and Ballard and Stephen Ki ...

BRET EASTON ELLIS

Genre-defying . . . a novel in which something is always lurking just out of sight . . . at once a genuinely scary chiller, a satire on the business of criticism and a meditation on the way we read.

OBSERVER

This demonically brilliant book is impossible to ignore, put down or persuasively conclude reading . . . when you purchase your copy you may reach a certain page and find me there, reduced in size like Vincent Price ...

JONATHAN LETHEM

A great novel. A phenomenal debut. Thrillingly alive, sublimely creepy, distressingly scary, breathtakingly intelligent - it renders most other fiction meaningless. One can imagine Pynchon and Ballard and Stephen Ki ...

BRET EASTON ELLIS

Genre-defying . . . a novel in which something is always lurking just out of sight . . . at once a genuinely scary chiller, a satire on the business of criticism and a meditation on the way we read.

OBSERVER

This demonically brilliant book is impossible to ignore, put down or persuasively conclude reading . . . when you purchase your copy you may reach a certain page and find me there, reduced in size like Vincent Price ...

JONATHAN LETHEM

A great novel. A phenomenal debut. Thrillingly alive, sublimely creepy, distressingly scary, breathtakingly intelligent - it renders most other fiction meaningless. One can imagine Pynchon and Ballard and Stephen Ki ...

BRET EASTON ELLIS

Genre-defying . . . a novel in which something is always lurking just out of sight . . . at once a genuinely scary chiller, a satire on the business of criticism and a meditation on the way we read.

OBSERVER

This demonically brilliant book is impossible to ignore, put down or persuasively conclude reading . . . when you purchase your copy you may reach a certain page and find me there, reduced in size like Vincent Price ...

JONATHAN LETHEM