Di Giovanni combines a defiant high romanticism with a formidable writing technique to striking effect.
— Jane Shilling, The Telegraph, Best Books of the Year 2011, 22 November 2011
Di Giovanni writes with sadness, love and generosity ... turned the harsh facts of a life full of extremity and chaos into a story of defiant elegance...
— The Telegraph, 30 June 2011
Di Giovanni is a graceful writer, blessed with the kind of lucid prose that might trick readers into imagining that penning a compelling memoir would be easy. Her skilfull blending of the lovely (“My first street in Paris smelled of yeast: of baking bread, of cakes”) with the gritty (her husband’s alcoholism, the disintegration of their marriage) gives her book a very authentic kind of texture ...
— The Christian Science Monitor, 30 September 2011
Di Giovanni has constructed this bitter and illuminating story with admirable artistry...
— The Times, 16 July 2011
Emotional battles and how to survive them are the principal themes in Ms di Giovanni’s beautifully written memoir ... Ghosts by Daylight is no misery memoir, but a powerful lesson. Two people can love each other deeply, have a child, but still, in the end, not make it together.
— The Economist, 30 July 2011
A blisteringly raw emotional memoir of what it’s like to switch from being an international war correspondent to civilian family life in Paris. The Times’ senior foreign correspondent Di Giovanni weaves in memories of terrifying times in Iraq and the former Yugoslavia as she navigates a new marriage and baby – and is horrified to find that so-called ‘ordinary’ life can be much tougher than any war.
— Voyager, August 2011
A searing, profoundly moving love letter, beautifully written, Ghosts by Daylight is a powerfully raw portrait of marriage and motherhood in the aftermath of war.
— Ynetha, 26 September 2011
Ghosts by Daylight is a story infused with love: di Giovanni’s love of her job as a war correspondent, love of the one man who could frustrate, but also delight her, and unequivocal love of her son. The book also shows that seemingly invincible and unflappable war correspondents are human, just like the rest of us.
— New York Journal of Books, 26 September 2011
In beautifully deliberative passages, Di Giovanni depicts the elaborate concoction of her marriage, the renovation of a choice apartment, and the accoutrements of a privileged Parisian life ... Her rather scrambled, touching work is about trying to habituate herself within a mad, chaotic world where even love cannot be fixed in place—inviting enormous sorrow along with the joy.
— Publishers Weekly
An intimately honest, compassionate, and humble consideration of marriage, motherhood, and a love that fights to survive in the wake of its romantic beginnings, di Giovanni’s memoir is interlaced with a look at the darkest days of the Bosnian War and the self-realization that comes from facing buried memories.
— Vogue, 27 July 2011