‘Who’s this I hear, ringing like the tiny bell in a nut?’

Strange Shape, the debut collection of Cat Woodward, is a love letter to Norwich, haunted by the spectral hellhound Black Shuck across fens and fields of history, following the rivers towards the waves of the rising tides returning to claim the land. Imaginative, lyrical and full of dark magic, Strange Shape takes an East Anglian city and shifts it into unexpected forms.