Wow. Finished Susanna Clarke’s Piranesi in less than 24 hours. It’s not the longest of books but still the first time in ages I’ve been compelled to progress so quickly through a novel.

It’s difficult to comment on the book without giving away the plot. It’s like a wine that lingers on the tongue and brings back memories of other pleasant wines.

When I picked a book last night I’d hoped for a page turner. I didn’t expect something that would consume every spare moment of the following day, but there is no other way to read Piranesi.