"A scion of Nathaniel Hawthorne and Raymond Carver at once, Moshfegh transforms a poison into an intoxicant." --Rivka Galchen

"Reads like the swashbuckled spray of a slit throat--immediate, visceral, frank, unforgiving, violent, and grotesquely beautiful . . . McGlue has the urgency of short fiction married with the grandiosity of an epic at-sea classic." --Los Angeles Review of Books

"[Moshfegh] is a writer's writer, and one of the most multitalentednew voices to come along in years. . . . In McGlue, Moshfegh's facility with voice (here she's inhabiting that of a nineteenth-century scoundrel) competes with her ability to expose the gritty, mucky corners of the human condition. . . . Her prose is breathtaking, inventive, and electric." --Bustle

"This book is not really a book; it's a prayer and a miracle. Ottessa Moshfegh is a conjurer of the highest order, and McGlue, a short novel about a person named McGlue who might be a murderer, makes me feel in love with the world, and so grateful to be alive." --Patty Yumi Contrell, author of Sorry to Disturb the Peace

"A splashy new edition. . . . Moshfegh's first book introduces the kind of character, in all his psychological wildness and vivid grotesquerie that her others are known for, and readers will be more than intrigued." --Booklist

"Moshfegh's fiction often fetishizes the repellent (vomit, blood, our capacity for callously using each other), but in time McGlue's tale acquires tenderness of a sort. That's partly thanks to Moshfegh's lyricism. . . . A potent, peculiar, and hallucinatory anti-romance." --Kirkus Reviews