Compulsive stuff, driven at a cracking pace by the power of the elements and the fierce will of its single-minded narrator

The Last Migration is as beautiful and as wrenching as anything I’ve ever read. This is an extraordinary novel by a wildly talented writer

There’s a brooding lushness to this novel’s prose that belies its stark premise… this keening lament of an adventure is compelling.

An adventure of a wilder sort

A fascinating hybrid of nature writing and dystopian fiction… gripping… by merging cli-fi and nature writing, the novel powerfully demonstrates the spiritual and emotional costs of environmental destruction

The Last Migration is a wonder. I read it in a gasp. There is hope in these pages; a balm for these troubled times. McConaghy’s words cut through to the bone

I’m a sucker for a complicated narrator, and Franny Stone might be the queen of them all. In this tantalizingly beautiful epic, Franny’s life has been marked by secrets and loss, and so she turns to where she cannot reach: the skies

Gripping, tender and beautifully done. This novel is as intimate as it is urgent—you emerge thrilled and dazed, but also galvanized to save the planet

Visceral and haunting…This novel’s prose soars with its transporting descriptions of the planet’s landscapes and their dwindling inhabitants, and contains many wonderful meditations on our responsibilities to our earthly housemates…The Last Migration is a nervy and well-crafted novel, one that lingers long after its voyage is over

Dreamy, elegiac… both an adventure story and a piece of speculative climate fiction, constantly slipping between a kind of literary realism and more magical elements, between moments of domestic drama and sweeping epic… an aching and poignant book, and one that’s pressing in its timeliness… It’s also a book about love, about trying to understand and accept the creatureliness that exists within our selves, and what it means to be a human animal, that we might better accommodate our own wildness within the world.