'a novel posing questions about the very nature of storytelling...a novel for those who are prepared to be teased, willing to roll their tongues around colourful patois and willing to suspend disbelief, relinquinshing their need for things to turn out as they ought to, in exchange for exploring things as they might be. After all, isn't that level of engagement what makes for the most compelling stories?' SCOTLAND ON SUNDAY 'it's unlikely The Last Warner Woman is going to disappoint those who enjoy a wry, magical realist tale of life and death set among the common folk of an offbeat locale... The ace in Miller's hand is a postmodern twist. an intelligent, engrossing yarn.' METRO 'Poetic and totally original' THE TIMES 'a book packed full of magic realism. It plays with time, voice and reality, luring the reader into one tale before rapidly switching to another. It probes the subjects of death, psychiatric illness and emigration, but in a way that is strangely uplifting, occasionally funny, and frequently moving.' THE SCOTSMAN '[A] magical read' THE HERALD (Glasgow) 'Hottest Summer Reads' 'Skipping effortlessly through a host of complex characters, with this searching and lyrical work Kei Miller achieves an incredibly engaging range of voice from the outset. Laced with issues of migration, family, faith, and most impressively, the imperceptible politics of storytelling, Miller has spun an indelible yarn' THE LIST 'This is magical, lyrical and spellbinding writing from the author of the acclaimed The Same Earth, described by The Independent as a 'name to watch'.' GRANTA 'Miller isn't just a writer... he is a true alchemist and he has produced a thing of beauty here.' -- Louise Doughty THE HERALD (Glasgow) 'Told with delicacy and lyricism... [The Last Warner Woman] is a novel about migration and the nature of storytelling.' THE BIG ISSUE 'this novel has thrummed with energy. The story has spilled out from between the covers... Several days later Adamine's experiences are still fresh in my mind. The deeply disturbed life of a seer has, appropriately enough, cast a sly spell. Allow yourself to be possessed.' SCOTTISH REVIEW OF BOOKS