On the Calculation of Volume I

'Absolutely, absolutely incredible.' Karl Ove Knausgård 'A total explosion.' Nicole Krauss 'Unforgettable.' Hernan Díaz 'Breathtaking.' Chetna Maroo 'Brilliant.' Jon McGregor 'Absolutely marvellous.' Lauren Groff ** A NEW YORKER AND PARIS REVIEW BOOK OF THE YEAR ** It seems so odd to me now, how one can be so unsettled by the improbable. When we know that our entire existence is founded on freak occurrences and improbable coincidences. That we wouldn't be here at all if it weren't for these curious twists of fate. The first volume of the poetic, page-turning masterpiece about one woman's fall through the cracks of time. Tara Selter has slipped out of time. Every morning, she wakes up to the 18th of November. She no longer expects to wake up to the 19th of November, and she no longer remembers the 17th of November as if it were yesterday. She comes to know the shape of the day like the back of her hand – the grey morning light in her Paris hotel; the moment a blackbird breaks into song;