''[An] exceptional first novel . full of art and ideas, and yet so intimate that it feels like a conversation with a dear, intelligent friend . masterful in its treatment of time and memory, and filled with such clarifying moments of observation and insight that it is heartbreaking to reach the final page. This is an exquisite, painterly novel, and Allinson is a writer destined for a cult following.'' --Emily Bitto, Stella Prize-winning author of The Strays ''Allinson''s distinctive, slyly amusing voice takes us on a dizzying journey through memory, grief and what it means to be an artist with integrity.'' -- Literary Review ''[A] moody, multilayered character study . from an author who is also an artist . Each moment of personal revelation is buttressed by beautifully crafted descriptions of art.

Two pages are spent lovingly viewing a Caravaggio in a hot, hostile Naples, while Miles remains oblivious to his disintegrating world . At its best, Fever is a Nabokovian portrait of the artist as a broken man.'' -- The Saturday Paper ''Like Greg Baxter and Ben Lerner, Allinson negotiates the semi-porous boundaries between the New World and the Old, the present and the past, English speakers and the rest. This novel is beautifully poised, especially in its playful feints with what is and what is not surreal. Thoughtful, readable, involving; a seductive new literary voice.'' --Richard Beard, author of Acts of the Assassins and x20 ''A fresh, innovative tale . Conundrums abound as the ambiguity of the author-like protagonist and his heartbreak intersects with the surrealist''s obscurity and unsolved disappearance.'' -- Sunday Star Times ''The play between truth and fiction, between the writing self and the self written, is one of the great pleasures of Fever of Animals .

audacious, clever, and original'' -- Australian Book Review ''As this fever-dream of a novel veers between the quotidian and the nightmarish, it asks vital and difficult questions about the role of art, politics, madness, identity and intimacy . [a] deeply impressive debut.'' Five Stars --Veronica Sullivan, Books & Publishing ''A "voice-driven" narrative par excellence, at the heart of which is a sensually evoked life . Allinson''s distinctive, slyly amusing voice takes us on a dizzying journey through memory, grief, and what it means to be an artist with integrity.'' --Jude Cook, Literary Review ''This is the book on everyone''s lips right now . Offbeat and superbly written.'' -- Canberra Weekly ''It''s thrilling to read writing like this. Panels of visual perfection strung throughout give sustained lapidary brilliance .

There''s a lot of learned conversation about art and art history . [and] some tender and anguished inquiries about whom we love and why . Underneath all of this is the eternal question about how to be authentically yourself in the world . [A]n extravagantly good novel. Not only does it have assurance and authority, it is made with that remarkable magical force of authenticity.'' --Helen Elliott, Saturday Age ''[Allinson] has a distinctive and rare authorial voice, one that is alive with wit, intelligence, and energy . An outstanding new talent.'' --Toni Jordan ''Despite the studied diffidence of much of its prose, this is a tightly wound and self-referential novel .

abundant with references to literature and fine art . Allinson is especially good at the space that solitude allows for the hollow accounting of self-perception.'' --Kill Your Darlings ''Allinson''s novel has a dreamlike quality . Random memories float to the surface at unexpected moments. The narrator''s perspective seems hazy, clouded as it is by grief, longing and a gnawing personal disappointment . [The book] demonstrates a devastating knack for conveying the nuances of bereavement . [E]rudite and intriguing.'' -- Weekend Australian ''[A] cerebral novel, passionately invested in the intellectual and cultural value of artistic production .

From Balaclava and St Kilda to London, Berlin, Venice and Bucharest, Allinson''s novel ranges far and wide, anchored by the all-encompassing interiority of its unsettled protagonist''s first person narrative . Disparate timeframes, geographically distant locations and even different textual modes are seamlessly woven together, inviting the reader to reflect on the different ways a novel can take form -- and indeed, the different forms a novel can take . [ Fever of Animals ] moves effortlessly between the streets of Fitzroy or London and a world of haunted Romanian forests and fevered dreams.'' -- Sydney Review of Books ''Heartfelt, darkly comic, and nothing short of extraordinary. Allinson''s novel is a rarity -- fearless, finely judged and alive with mystery.'' --Andrew Croome, author of Midnight Express and Document Z.