Working on behalf of a cunning and mysterious couple, a woman embarks on a haunting search for a stranger (a child? somebody’s lover? a ghost?), undertaking a perplexing, dangerous, and apparently timeless journey that originates on a secluded country estate and leads deep into the center of the city. Love Hotel explores a heartbreaking and nightmarish world of unrelenting excess, impossible convergences, undeniable urges, and inexorable loss. Jane Unrue’s writing, beautifully cunning and mysterious, twists and turns and lures the reader on with an erotic magnetism of its own.
A writer of muted intensity and subtly disarming power.
To experience the luxurious power of Love Hotel, the reader must himself become a bit of a somnambulist, surrendering to its circular movements and recursively broken narratives without hoping for the usual consolations of fiction.
—Askold Melnyczuk, The Boston Globe
Reading Love Hotel is less like following a storyline and more like looking up at an unknown constellation—a new and nameless arrangement of language.