"One summer at the fag-end of the nineties, I had to go out of London to talk to a literary society, of the sort that must have been old-fashioned when the previous century closed. When the day came, I wondered why I'd agreed to it; but yes is easier than no, and of course when you make a promise you think the time will never arrive ..."
'How Shall I Know You' is as unsettling and hauntingly written as we have come to expect from Hilary Mantel, one of Britain's most accomplished, acclaimed and garlanded writers. It invites us into the usually hidden recesses of a writer's life, into her hotel rooms, handbags, frustrations, desires, and darkest imaginings.
This story is also available in the collection 'The Assassination of Margaret Thatcher'.
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'Remarkably good: taut, engaging and shocking ... acutely observed' Evening Standard
'I would recommend the brilliantly chilling ...The Assassination of Margaret Thatcher over most other long or short works this year.' Telegraph, Books of the Year
'What a fabulously nasty concoction Hilary Mantel has served up ... It's a fugu fish of a book; parts of which will leave you dizzily elated, while other parts may make you very ill indeed ... The venom is distilled, bottled and dripped like slowly staining bitters into the cocktail of the entertainment ... That title story, wickedly good, is alone worth the price of admission to the book' Simon Schama, Financial Times
'The best stories in the collection ... combine sharp observation and sly wit with a subtle burrowing into the recesses of her protagonists' heads. The darker stories recall both the metaphysical speculations of Jorge Luis Borges and the trickery of Roald Dahl' Mail on Sunday
'Infused with Mantel's almost lush evocations of isolation and distress ... All in all, these are alluring portraits of interior disquiet' Observer
'No one else quite sounds like Mantel in this vein, although a top-level summit of Muriel Spark and Alan Bennett might conceivably come close. Mantel takes absolutely nothing on trust. Bodies can, and will, malfunction; ditto minds, and marriages. Malice, power or simple chance may always undermine the ground beneath your feet' Independent
'These are the sticky slices of suburban noir that Mantel served up so well in her pre-Wolf Hall output and they never fail to deliver' The Times
'Much of Mantel's glorious power comes from her unsentimental, forensic gaze and willingness to describe the uncomfortable ... Mantel's brutally dissecting eye is much in evidence here ... Her prose is sublime ... the glittering details exquisite' Independent on Sunday









