Delightful and big-hearted . . . It kept me turning pages deep into the night, and left me full of admiration at the end. McCaulay, a born-and-bred Jamaican, wrestles with the big stuff – difficult questions about inheritance, guilt and blame – and she does it bravely, and with honesty.

A vivid story of inheritance and belonging, informed by the author’s own fascinating family history.

What begins as one woman’s symphony of magic and loss soon unravels, stone by stone, secret by secret until we’re left with nothing less than the brutal, turbulent, wild and haunted history of Jamaica itself. Miss Pauline is the dazzling heroine of our times, a cypher for uncovering the secrets her world keeps hidden even as she hides her own. The centre cannot hold, things fall apart, the past is uprooted, the present holds on by a thread, and in the midst of it all is Miss Pauline, strong, conflicted, driven and remarkable.

History’s crimes unfurl in this magical story – a story as Jamaican as the stones in the title – and Diana McCaulay’s immaculate, breathtaking writing carries it with poise and conviction. This novel is poetry.

One of the Caribbean’s finest writers . . . Her novels are building blocks of the current Caribbean canon and will be read for years to come.

Where has Diana McCaulay been all my reading life? . . . A profound and beautiful novel of encounters with the past and atonements in the present.

McCaulay weaves an intimate family story with the history of a community and reveals how past crimes – both private and collective – resonate into the present. Told with elegant prose and the musicality of Jamaican patwah, this immersive story intrigued me, gripped me and then thoroughly enchanted me. Diana McCaulay is a fantastic storyteller.

Fragile and foul mouthed, Miss Pauline is my new heroine. McCaulay peels back layers to reveal the complexity of our grandmothers. She makes me want to find every Black elder and beg for their story. A House For Miss Pauline is a lush undergrowth of a book, gazing unblinkingly at Jamaica in all its beauty and beastliness. McCauley loves this land and her writing shows it.

As it makes its points about the complex legacy of colonialism and recaps a century of life in rural Jamaica through the eyes of one fierce and enterprising woman, the novel educates and entertains. Alive with the sights, sounds, tastes, and smells of Jamaica.

McCaulay’s masterful pacing keeps readers turning the pages until the very end. Everything about the novel is charming and engrossing . . . Richly drawn, powerful characters tug at your heartstrings, bring tears to your eyes and make you laugh out loud. Above it all, McCaulay’s skillful, impeccable, lyrical prose captivates instantly; readers will revel in every glorious sentence.

How do we reckon with our past when its complexities are hidden to us – history, with all its tragedies and contradictions, smothered by the Jamaican bush? This is the foundational question of A House for Miss Pauline, a beguiling novel of secrets and discoveries enriched by the tough poetry of Patois and animated by a central character you will never forget.