WE WERE YOUNG is a truly exceptional novel, by an exceptional writer
A beguiling, remarkable work of art. It renders exquisitely the melancholy of living in an always changing Dublin, and of family sorrow which is always threatening to break through the surface of its silence. It feels like an instant classic of Irish literature
WE WERE YOUNG captures an Ireland I've never before seen in print, namely the erotic and artistic lives of a generation displaced. It is a stunning book that cracked me open more than once. Campbell's sentences are nothing short of magnificent.
This is trenchant, lucid writing. Niamh Campbell's novel is somehow both sharp and forgiving, steely and warm. With WE WERE YOUNG, Campbell takes up her place as one of the finest Irish stylists of her generation