'<i>Western </i><i>Lane</i> is a <b>beautiful and evocative</b> novel about grief, about growing up, about losing and winning. <b>The people and places in this book will stay with me for a long time</b>.'
- Sally Rooney,
A slim, subtle debut novel of grief and growing up that <b>conjures a powerful panoply of emotions</b>
The Economist, 'The Best Books of 2023'
<b>Stunning . . . </b>Spare, tender, <b>brilliantly achieved</b> . . . A novel that unfolds in silences . . . and dares to leave much unsaid.
The Guardian
A <b>deeply evocative</b> debut about a family grappling with grief, conveyed through crystalline language
- The Judges of the Booker Prize,
This gorgeous tale about a family reeling from loss stands out from the debut crowd… This quiet, elegantly compressed coming-of-age novel . . . operates most powerfully in the gaps outside the plot . . . <b>Few novelists write this simply and richly.</b> With this <b>gorgeous debut</b>, Maroo blows most of the competition off the court.
The Times
Maroo’s quiet sentences contain multitudes on cultural tensions and grief, on the wordless love between a father and a daughter.
The Telegraph
Western Lane has a dreamy intensity . . . Exquisite
TLS
<b>Terrific </b>. . . <b>A symphony of emotion</b> . . . A bold book and a quietly<b> brilliant </b>one
The Economist
The beauty of Maroo’s novel lies in [its] unfolding, the narrative shaped as much by what is on the page as by what’s left unsaid . . . <b>In this graceful novel, the game of squash becomes a way into Gopi’s grief and her attempts to process it.</b>
The New York Times
Melancholy is only one of the moods of this short but brimming book. Squash is also a channel for Gopi’s rage; for connections with other players and her longsuffering father; and for a joyous kind of freedom of expression. The novel ends with the tournament, as it must, and Ms. Maroo’s writing achieves its most <b>graceful rhythms and prescient insights. You’ll want to applaud.</b>
The Wall Street Journal
A vivid depiction of grief, love and sisterhood
Independent
Starting off as an intimate tone poem, this story of a squash-obsessed teenager expands into something with the amplitude, depth, and ringing power of a great symphony. In other words--<b>WOW. <i>Western Lane</i> is glorious. </b>You’ll want to read it over and over again.
- Aravind Adiga, author of <i>The White Tiger</i>,
Combining the precision and the efficiency of an athlete with the mysteries of childhood loss and memory, <i>Western Lane</i> is a novel in which <b>we linger on every breathing line and relish every close observation.</b> What an exceptionally talented writer Chetna Maroo is!'
- Yiyun Li, author of <i>A Thousand Years of Good Prayers</i> and<i> Where Reasons End</i>,
[A] <b>slim, subtle, moving story</b> . . . about grief and growing up in a Gujarati family in Britain . . . A bold book [and] a quietly brilliant one.
- A D Miller, Booker-shortlisted author of<i> Snowdrops</i>,
Chetna Maroo captures with great poignancy and accuracy the bewilderment and groping for meaning that loss brings—but also how small acts of kindness ultimately redeem us from this loss. Truly <b>a gem of a novel</b>, this deceptively simple story told in a sparse, elegant style kept revealing its depths long after I had closed its pages.
- Shyam Selvadurai, author of <i>Funny Boy</i>,
Lean, agile, and quietly deadly, <i>Western Lane</i> is a coming-of-age story of extraordinary artistic maturity. It is a book of young people muscling themselves through unreconciled grief, and it is a book of simmering intensities, reverberating silences, and exquisite literary timing. This is <b>a book to both share and treasure.</b>
- David Chariandy, author of <i>Brother</i>,
<b>A profoundly resonant novel </b>. . . This is a debut in which Chetna Maroo gets every choice right, even the riskier ones. It reminds me of Kazuo Ishiguro’s <i>A Pale View of Hills</i> in that sense, and it has the same quality of being so calm, so confident, so close to the profound and yet rooted in real experience. <b>The writing is beautiful and wise.</b>
The Irish Times