Present Tense Machine

“As translated by Kari Dickson, all three [of Øyehaug’s] books also contain pleasurably unexpected descriptions and touches of humor . . . The novel is an ingenious pocket universe where time moves not just forward or even backward but in sideways leaps. Questions about the nature of reality are made poignant by the characters asking them: women struggling to understand who they are in the shadow of losses they can sense but not remember.”—Caitlin Horrocks, The New York Times Book Review

“Øyehaug is splendidly clever . . . But she’s also thoughtful, using her elaborately conceived, interconnected narrative spirals to ask questions about the relevance and importance of stories, and about connections between the literarily lived life and the literally lived life. Simultaneously, she inquires about and, in spite of everything, enacts the divine power of language to create.”—Claire Messud, Harper’s

“Heartfelt and heartbreaking . . . Kari Dickson, who translated Øyehaug's two prior English-language books, repeatedly evokes these ‘infinite universes’ in luxuriant sentences . . . And she beautifully conveys the soft emotions characteristic of Øyehaug's writing . . . Øyehaug's utterly unique novel will sit with you long after you finish playing your part.”—Cory Oldweiler, Minneapolis Star Tribune

“Seamlessly translated . . . As an ingeniously constructed ‘machine,’ Øyehaug's novel evokes a cosmos that can simultaneously expand and compress.”—Thúy Ðinh, NPR

“Playful . . . There’s a cheekiness and charm to Present Tense Machine that makes it difficult not to enjoy, even love, this book.”—Ian Mond, Locus

“At once playful and philosophical . . . The overall effect of loss and sense of missed connections makes for a powerful and unpredictable read.”—Tobias Carroll, Tor.com

"Present Tense Machine is a book for those who have felt themselves grieving something just beyond their comprehension, or anyone who suspects they're living in a parallel universe. Gunnhild Øyehaug is a magician of the highest rank, one who can make reality itself shimmer and splinter before coming back into focus, clearer than ever."—Catherine Lacey, author of Pew

"This gently humorous and slyly elegiac novel resonates with the reader long after it is over, like the last masterfully struck chord on a piano. Winding through deft meditations on the big bang and the origins of language, avant-garde musical compositions and UFOs, I was deeply moved by how Gunnhild Øyehaug reveals the yearning and the reverence we feel for the alternate lives we do not live, the love we might have known."—Mary South, author of You Will Never Be Forgotten

"A slippery metafictional take on the peril and power of words and how identities fracture and compartmentalize across a lifetime, from one of the most exciting contemporary voices in international literature . . . Another masterful translation by Dickson of Øyehaug's wily, mercurial prose . . . A perfect Mobius strip of a novel that playfully examines the creative and destructive potential of language."—Kirkus Reviews (starred review)

"Playful and poignant . . . The ruminations on existence and purpose consistently captivate . . . Øyehaug steers this to a wholly satisfying conclusion."—Publishers Weekly