The Ghost Writer

Does [Alice] have some connection to Gerard's creepy, semi-insane mom? And to those Victorian horror tales that Gerard keeps stumbling across? What's she hiding, anyway? The answers are yes, yes, and wait and see...It's like A. S. Byatt's Possession. But without all that distracting poetry.

With all these literary revenants hovering about, The Ghost Writer manages to evoke, as not enough contemporary horror does, both the confident past and the more anguished present of the genre, and even to suggest, slyly, that although the illustrious tradition of the genteel British ghost story remains with us, we need to be very, very careful about disturbing its rest.

Intricate and engrossing. Harwood raises the ghost of the Victorian ghost story. One ghoulishly absorbing read.

The Ghost Writer is a grand Victorian tale in which Gerard becomes increasingly certain something wicked his way comes.

[Harwood's] novel is an homage, a Victorian ghost story that honors the likes of Dickens and Henry James...A smart, stylish, and mesmerizing book.

You can't help being dazzled by Harwood's inventiveness, especially his sure-footed mastery of prose style. [An] entertainingly accomplished first novel.

An elegant homage to the Victorian ghost story tradition. Like Dickens' The Pickwick Papers, Harwood makes your flesh creep.

Spooky and gripping, a chilling tale sure to make your spine shiver on even the hottest summer day.

A rousing good ghost story, with many twists and turns, rather like taking apart a Russian matryoshka nesting doll...Turn on all the lights in the house when you settle down with this one, and plan to spend a long time reading because you will be lost in the story immediately.

A compelling ghost story and an auspicious debut.