I want to climb inside this book and live there

This witty, fascinating book is a delight. Read it.

This captivating history explores the second generation of queer British writers and artists who pushed the original Bloomsbury Group . . . to live more publicly and go farther creatively

Gender fluidity? Pansexuality? Throuples? Chosen families? Cross-dressing? Kinks? How avant-garde – and how old-fashioned. In her colourful Young Bloomsbury Nino Strachey explores a place and time when queer life blossomed

A superb, sparky and reflective book charting the doings of the younger members of the artistic and intellectual coterie

Enjoyably intimate and assured in tone . . . packs far more of an emotional punch than its title might suggest. Nino Strachey’s strength as a biographer is to draw sensitive and non-judgemental portraits of people whose private agonies seemed at odds with their outwardly confident appearance.

Like Lytton Strachey and Michael Holroyd, Ms. Strachey underpins her narrative with concerns from her own time . . . these sections are the most affecting parts of the book . . . It’s only a slight exaggeration to say that the story of Bloomsbury is the story of modern literary biography itself

Illuminating . . . Lashings of lust and society larks

A highly entertaining, pacy volume, based on considerable research, and a must for modern Bloomsbury fans, whether young or old.

A lively account of a group of bright young things in the 1920s. A hundred years ahead of their time, these creative souls were pushing the boundaries of gender identity and sexual expression, and – surprisingly – finding acceptance among their friends and families.

Young Bloomsbury just BRIMS with the same kind of sexy vitality embodied by the characters Nino Strachey describes in such effervescent detail. Just when you might have wondered if there could possibly be room for a new and revealing study of a group of lives which have been so meticulously and extensively documented, Nino’s exhilarating lens offers an entirely original and thrilling focus. As scepticism, admiration, envy, and confusion ebb and flow between one chattering, seductive, thinking, inspiring generation and another, this is Gatsby made real.

With a deft turn of the Bloomsbury kaleidoscope, and an impressive gift for finding treasures in the archives, Nino Strachey reveals colourful new patterns of experiments in living which speak trenchantly to our own cultural moment.

Great fun and, for all fans of the Bloomsbury Group, enormously informative – like being transported back to “dancing the night hours away underground in the pitch dark and smoke-filled avant-garde nightclubs of that day”, you never know who you’re going to meet.

An extraordinary account of the bustling non-binary heart of the literary and artistic roaring twenties, filled with the most vivid characters, who lived and loved under the shadow of the horror of conversion therapy and yet found ways to express themselves so boldly and beautifully. Young Bloomsbury gives new context to the later stages of life for the original Bloomsbury group. I loved every page.

Above all else, Bloomsbury was a liberating force, as Nino Strachey shows in her sparkling new book. The younger friends and relations of the Bells, Stracheys and Woolfs lived, worked and loved freely, finding their own ways to personal and artistic fulfilment. This book is packed with their brilliant, subversive energy

A brisk, light tonic . . . Joyfully transgressive . . . Strachey provides frothy accounts of their gatherings at the Gargoyle; or at the all-male Cranium Club, founded by Bunny Garnett, where sherry was sipped from a skull and conversation permitted only on “abstract and literary subjects”; or in private homes, like Gerald Reitlinger’s, at which Lytton Strachey danced with Nancy Mitford, and young men writhed in orgiastic heaps

The book is a rich, varied world of competing narratives . . . one would struggle to imagine anyone doing each one justice with the skill and finesse that is demonstrated here