Solvej Balle writes with relentless consequence, consistency, concise uncanniness, and a singular dry intensity. Original, glistening with beauty.--Erik Skyum-Nielsen "Information"

Solvej Balle uses language as a flashlight and a shovel, alternately illuminating and eroding the foundation of the existence we know as ours.-- "Klassekampen"

An unparalleled cliffhanger.-- "Morgenbladet"

This novel is filled with a tactile, concrete and aptly existence-affirming universe, captured in sparkling sentences.--Vårt Land

Solvej Balle is a prodigious writer who, miraculously, finds the subtlest, most fascinating differences in repetition. You have never read anything like On the Calculation of Volume. This unforgettable novel is a profound meditation on the lonely, untranslatable ways in which each one of us inhabits time--and the tenuous yet indelible traces we leave in the world. Day after day.--Hernan Diaz

The Danish novelist went into exile on an island for more than twenty years to write On the Calculation of Volume, which has become an international phenomenon.-- "Le Figaro"

A steady, careful, and deeply disquieting estrangement of a single day, it is impossible to put down.--Kate Briggs

A hypnotic feat of prose writing, and the first in a septology... Book II (which moves beyond Selter's repeated Nov. 18), is simultaneously published, so you needn't wait for the next translation to see where the series goes next.--John Vincler "Cultured Mag"

"A sober, thoughtful study of time and connection."-- "Kirkus Reviews"

The richly strange first book of Danish author Balle's seven-part novel is a dreamy, quirky, and indefinitely prolonged version of Groundhog Day.... The philosophical conundrum at the novel's heart is grounded in the ordinariness of everyday, domestic life, and the dilemmas of a marriage in which one partner changes and the other doesn't. A cliffhanger will leave readers anxious to read Book Two.-- "Booklist (starred review)"

"At once a meditation on climate change (because Tara's calendar never turns, neither does the weather) and an experiment with fictional form, Balle's novel is also a startling exploration of profound questions about language, human connection, and time."-- "The New Yorker"

"What is a day? It is a cell of time that can be subdivided into smaller units: 24 hours; 1,440 minutes; 86,400 seconds. It is a human fiction, a means of imposing order on an unfathomable duration called life. It is an embodied experience that can feel long or short, interesting or boring, each a unique confluence of meteorological, physiological, and sociological variables. Billions of us go through one at a time. Afterward, we expect the next to come, punctually and without fail. But what if it doesn't? What would we do? Ask Tara Selter. The time-stuck protagonist of Solvej Balle's miraculous septology, who has been trapped in the same day with no end in sight. On the Calculation of Volume is a literary phenomenon nearly 40 years in the making. It's a speculative masterwork and the long-awaited comeback of a now-62-year-old writer."--Cat Zhang "New York Magazine"

The novel's propulsive imaginative brilliance lies in Tara's metaphoric search for a language with which to communicate the sheer incomprehensibility of her condition. Her days are compared to a beach, a stream, a puzzle, a construction, a container. "I haven't found a way out of the eighteenth of November," she laments at the end of the second volume. As readers, we are only beginning to figure out how to navigate this beguiling, haunting novel, wherever it ends up taking us.--Morton Hoi Jensen "The Washington Post"

A meditation on climate change (because Tara's calendar never turns, neither does the weather) and an experiment with fictional form, Balle's novel is also a startling exploration of profound questions about language, human connection, and time.-- "The New Yorker"

"On the Calculation of Volume is a mix of pensive reflection, scientific reasoning, and bone-dry humor, following a mind trying to come to terms with shifting temporal and spatial contours."--Matt Seidel "Asymptote"

Tara Selter, the protagonist of Solvej Balle's On the Calculation of Volume (translated by Barbara J. Haveland), is stuck on the day of November 18, which she repeats endlessly. Trapped in time, she makes an official project of it. Looking becomes ritualistic. The day's relentless sameness is double-checked, until she can predict the movement of birds. Wonderfully, this is the first book in a series of seven.--K Patrick "The Paris Review"

Supposedly in development for 40 years and still incomplete in its original Danish, this planned seven-part opus is an anguishing look at a rare-books dealer who finds herself reliving the same rainy day in November. New Directions in the US has just published English translations of the first two taut yet rich volumes, whose hypnotic prose propels you through the mundane into the sublime. (A UK edition is forthcoming in April 2025 from Faber.) The novel's protagonist and narrator, Tara Selter, whose business is the inspection of books for their quality and value, uses sensuousness as a phenomenological guide to her quiet, country home, from its sounds and feelings to the trains she takes through Europe. It's superb, and I eagerly await the next volumes.--Marko Gluhaich "Frieze"

"This novel is dreamy and dissociative; it's careful and disquieting. More than all of that, however, it is brilliant in its exploration of connection and time."--John Caleb Grenn "Mississippi Books Page"

Balle's thrilling seven-volume meditation on time, in a translation from Barbara J. Haveland, nods at speculative protocols and then politely abandons them on the banks of an endless Nov. 18. A quiet meditation on marriage observed from both a terribly near and far distance. "Time has come between us," Tara writes, a sentence that could easily speak to the gradual drift in any relationship. Balle communicates something painful about the limits of sharing a life, and perhaps the limits of sharing time at all.--Hilary Leichter "The New York Times"

These books are the talk of the town in New York right now (or at least in my New York).--Kaitlin Phillips