Aifric Campbell is one of my favourite Irish novelists and I love this book. It's written with seriousness, lightness, intelligence and insight, but most of all with great beauty and presence. (Joseph O'Connor)
Sexy, sad, riven with longing, The Loss Adjustor confirms a talent of unusual promise (Nicholas Shakespeare)
Campbell allows her disturbing story to seep out slowly and to deliver unnerving punches in this extremely well-paced novel (Mslexia 2010-01-04)
So full of beautiful writing that even the insurance industry comes to life. From its beguiling first sentence - "I was born in a place that presumed departure" - to its simple, humane ending, it is beautiful to read. Aifric Campbell's language is rich and exact, never flowering into too much; she is concise without being dry, her characters painted in deft, tight strokes (Suzanne Harrington Irish Examiner 2010-01-09)
Aifric Campbell's absorbing second novel celebrates friendship past and present and the enduring hope of redemption (Waterstone's Books Quarterly)
Clear-eyed, lyrical... Campbell manages to infuse the cool, lucid language of narrator with some truly luminous descriptions of place and emotion... a book that demands to be taken seriously, both because of its ambitions and the beauty of its writing (Catherine Heaney Irish Times 2010-02-13)
Campbell writes with lambent precision... a mesmerising study of a woman clinging to the knotted cord of adolescence, uncertain whether to go backwards or forwards (John O'Connell Guardian 2010-02-27)
Campbell's style is lyrical, revealing sharp, important truths with mesmerising intensity as Caro begins to embrace a future that is rich with possibility, hope and reconciliation (Eithne Farry Daily Mail 2010-02-26)
The imagery is evocative, the narrative well-paced and there is a genuine sense of sympathy with the main character. Thought-provoking (Scotsman 2010-03-15)
The flawless depiction of a life destroyed by the devastating loss of a loved one is testament to her skill as a writer (Jennifer Ryan Sunday Independent 2010-03-07)
Every Sunday, Caro finds herself back in the place where it all began, lured by memory, a certain guilt and all the accumulating losses to which she cannot be reconciled. Constantly dwelling on now distant events, she chooses a life of impersonal and systematic work, where long hours insulate her from the outside world. For Caro, the present is two dimensional: it is her past that is loaded with colour and scent.
Sometimes she tries to force a little perspective on those early years, with a spare retelling of that terrible summer twenty years ago, when her band of three inseparable friends disintegrated forever. Estelle died two weeks after her fifteenth birthday. It was sudden, violent, explicit. Afterwards, Cormac left and never returned. Now she waits for resolution, which comes in the form of an unlikely alliance. Haunting and humane, Aifric Campbell's second novel is filled with longing - for childhood and the liberating power of friendship.