Philip Pullman has written an introduction for Macdonald Harris’ widely acclaimed novel The Balloonist, which has been re-released in a new paperback edition this month. It’s available to buy on amazon.com and amazon.co.uk.

The book, originally published in 1976, was nominated by Pullman in The Observer’s ’50 brilliant but underrated novels’ back in 2007. Pullman described Harris as “outstandingly good” and “a subtle, witty and intelligent mind that really knows how to tell a story.”

Pullman’s full nomination of the Balloonist can be read below this cut.

My candidate for revival is a book by the American writer MacDonald Harris, who died in 1993, and none of whose 16 novels remain in print. Why he isn’t better known I simply don’t understand, because he’s outstandingly good.

If I have to restrict myself to one novel (and it is difficult) I’ll nominate The Balloonist – an adventure story, told in the first person, about an expedition by balloon to the North Pole in 1897. It’s leisurely, it’s subtle and reflective, it’s funny, it’s accurate and fascinating about the technical business of flying balloons and meteorology and the mysteries of early radio; there’s a love story that is tender, sexy and ridiculous all at once, there are characters who are firmly conceived and rounded and surprising, there’s an immaculate and jazz-like sense of rhythm and timing; but best of all there’s that sensation that comes so rarely, but is as welcome as a cool breeze on a hot day when it does – the sensation that here is a subtle, witty and intelligent mind that really knows how to tell a story.

Actually, it’s almost impossible to read any of Harris’s first pages without helplessly turning to the next, and the next. I’m astonished that he’s not far better known.