A remarkable, psychedelic novel. When fifteen year old Nick starts having panic attacks, we're drawn after him into a spiralling scramble for stability. As he's folded into a new friend group with a questionable fascination for his mental health problems, his panic is formalised into the 'Church of Pan'. Psychiatrists and medical jargon fall short. So the answers are to be found in ancient myth, the very roots of the word 'panic': he is, of course, in the grip of the esoteric deity, Pan. A key marker of Nick's attacks (which many a reader will recognise) is the feeling of leaving his head, evacuating himself. And yet, Clune immerses us in the throes of a palpitating, panicked body. The book oscillates between poles: between the seasons, the visceral and the dream, isolation and connection, myth and logic, panic and calm. Nick spends the novel on boundaries. The boundary of adolescence, the boundary between 'Solid Mind' and the unknown of what will happen if he lets go. This swaying, this instability, is something Clune captures beautifully - all while managing to not take himself too seriously, sprinkling humour throughout. A great off-beat novel about adolescence and mental health - highly recommend. Many thanks to the publisher for a copy in exchange for my honest review.