Gaitskill's work feels more real than real life and reading her leads to a place that feels like a sacred space.
Boston Globe
Velvet is that most wonderful of fictional creations: a convincing child who manages to be a captivating and perceptive narrator.
New Yorker
Gaitskill's novel is not a children's book, but it is a ... Read morebook about what children long for, and how we long for the same thing many years after we've left childhood behind
The New York Times
Visceral and haunting, and the telling, with its shifting first person narrative, is nothing short of masterful.
GQ
A poignant, beautiful coming of age story about race, class and motherhood.
Women and Home
A thoroughly compelling read ... redemptive and moving, The Mare offers as much fresh air for the author (and the reader) as it does for her characters.
Spectator
Penetrating ... confronts, head-on, white privilege and black victimhood.
Daily Mail
A timely examination of the pains and pleasures that follow one woman's attempt to bridge the yawning gap of understanding between two races.
Sunday Express
Emotionally complex voices crafted with skill and sensitivity.
Mail on Sunday
Her voice captures a child's mixture of insight and innocence ... As a model for getting back in contact with the natural world, this is a delirious dream. As an acknowledgment of what human beings fail to offer each other, it comes closer to being a nightmare.
Times
A novel about race, class and, as Gaitskill's convincingly drawn characters show how different worlds collide, the seemingly unbridgeable gap between the two in America.
Daily Express
The Mare is a dark, dreamlike novel, at times nightmarish, at others offering glimpses of the sublime, shocking in its raw depiction of violence, and beautiful in its evocation of flawed love.
Financial Times
a devastatingly good novel
psychologies magazine
Here, without a drop of condescension, is fiction that pumps blood through the cold facts of inequality
Washington Post
The range of Gaitskill's humanity is astonishing and matched only, it seems, by a desire to confront readers with the trembling reality of our shared ugliness
LA Times
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