“[A] staggering debut…Léon’s innovative blending of events across time and her delicate emotional precision make for a bewitching, immersive experience.” —Publishers Weekly (starred review)
“An intriguing, poetic work…the pathos of the French countryside is depicted vividly—it is a landscape of a Brueghel painting, Ms. Léon using a palette of various shades of grey and blinding, frightening white. Descriptions of the changing effects of light, perhaps a nod to Gustave Flaubert, are particularly striking.” —The Economist
“An elegant and finely focused winter’s tale. It starts out quietly dramatic and atmospheric but gradually builds and burns…nimbly done…gripping.” —Minneapolis Star Tribune
“The friendship of two men bound together by their all-consuming dedication to music is at the center of this novel.” —The New Yorker
“[A] poetic tale of music, love, lust, and dark secrets.” —The Advocate, The Best LGBTQ Novels We Discovered This Year
“Splendidly translated…an atmospheric, delicately wrought study of misunderstood emotion, heartbreaking yet incisive.” —Library Journal
“A short, intense novel…Léon’s writing is gorgeous…a beautiful account of friendship, love, and artistic devotion.” —BookRiot
“Léon perfectly measures out past and present to reach a satisfying and intimate crescendo.” —Booklist
“[Wanderer] treats the relationship between the two men with a delicacy that is unexpectedly moving.” —Kirkus Reviews
“Léon has interesting things to say about friendship and love—and about the way that those two registers of feeling vex each other.” —World Literature Today
“The German word Wanderer means ‘traveler.’ This romantic figure of the vagabond infuses this delicate and poetic story, which favors harsh winter nights.” —L’Express Styles
“This is a first novel as visual as it is musical, which reads in one go and leaves behind another beautiful melody: that of a new talent blossoming.” —Luxemburger Wort
“A story of reunion between musicians. A story of friendship between two men. A tribute to the great German Romanticism. All in a light, refined prose imbued with winter tones.” —La Montagne
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