A fiery, transcendent vision of the future … A brilliant achievement. –Publishers Weekly (STARRED REVIEW)
Dazzling … A phantasmagoria of barely controlled chaos. –Literary Review of Canada
A vibrant ecosystem of a novel that deals honestly with the beauty and horror of human and ecological connectedness. –Kirkus Reviews
With the panoramic scope and astute sharpness of Samanta Schweblin’s Little Eyes and the eerie chill of Jeff Vandermeer’s Southern Reach trilogy, John Elizabeth Stintzi’s My Volcano immediately grabs you by the shirt and doesn’t let you go. Structured like a spiral moving through time and space, and deftly mixing history and myth and vision with poetic prose, this dread-inducing book will keep you up at night until you get to its last devastating, but ultimately, I think, hopeful line. -Alicia Elliott, author of A Mind Spread Out on the Ground
My Volcano is a gorgeous unpacking of what it means to live as the world changes around us in ways we don’t always understand. –Buzzfeed News
My Volcano is a fast-paced, gripping, singular novel that belongs to the new wave of eco-horror yielding to no conventions. -Fernando A. Flores, author of Tears of the Trufflepig
A kaleidoscopic, contemporary folktale with added acerbic juice, like when Dylan went electric. Stintzi somehow funnels the tumultuous present into a sprawling novel of collision and connection that’s both timely and timeless. This is very weird shit indeed. -Hazel Jane Plante, author of Little Blue Encyclopedia (For Vivian)
There is nothing I can write about this book that will capture the whole of it. It is a piece of surreal and beautiful art that defines categorization and explanation … Somehow, in writing about giant bugs and time travel and weird escape rooms and magical bees, Stintzi has hit on some essential truth about what it feels like to be a human on this bizarre, heartbreaking, ever-changing, impossible planet. –Book Riot
A fever dream that whirs together homicide statistics from 2016 with an array of outlandish science fiction tropes. An allegory about the mutability of all things. An unsettling meditation on the 21st century’s strange reality. An apocalyptic phantasmagoria where bizarre kaiju roam the lands and wreak havoc. A lyrical treatise on volcanoes as metaphors. A wild ride. –Toronto Star