Vowler draws you into one kind of world, and with a sudden, elegant unfurling of a conceit, or a metaphor made eerily literal, transports us somewhere else, our preconceptions undone and our certainties vanished. His writing is close and meticulous, the better to reveal to us the uncanny and dreamlike vistas of his stories.
Vowler’s stories, with their beautiful and assured prose, intrigue, delight and challenge all at once. His vivid, powerful images continued to haunt me long after I’d finished reading.
These stories are intelligent, wry, intricate, and very well told. Vowler’s gift is to lull with gorgeous language and, once the reader is soporifically sated on beautiful words, he gut-punches with things stark, shocking and original. He is a writer for our times.
I'm an admirer of Vowler's short stories.
Dazzling the Gods is an intense, lyrical read, full of intriguing set ups and unexpected encounters. These are stories to be devoured, savoured and digested, and like the very best writing, they will stay with you long after you’ve finished reading. A truly accomplished collection, touching and evocative.
Vowler's characters live with a heightened sensitivity, as if in the wake of some disaster.
I could recognise a Tom Vowler sentence anywhere.