Ok, standard disclaimer that I seem to have to write
every time I review a collection of short stories – I don’t particularly like
them. I am not a fan of short stories, I’m not fan of stand alone stories that
aren’t part of a larger series and I’m not a fan of collections of stories that
aren’t related to each other
Now, this is a collection of short stories, none of them
are from series, and none of them are related to each other. There’s also 19
short stories in this book. I tend to lose interest in any collections of
stories that go over 10. I don’t think there’s even really a uniting theme –
they’re all by the same author and they’re all speculative fiction, but that’s
about it
In other words, I started this book trying very much to
like it because I’d heard good things – but fearing that I was going to hate it
simply because of my own dislike of short stories.
Thankfully, I loved it. Most of it anyway
It started really well with The Easthound. I loved how this really creepy story of a dystopia led
by children really managed to pack a lot of world building in through without
any real infodumping – the lack of adults, the fear of growing up, literally
starving themselves so they wouldn’t age, the horror of being children with no
adults to look after them and how that permeates how they react to the world.
They’re children trying to survive – and the way they look at the world is
childlike, almost a terrifying game of survival.
I think this sense of the creepy works really well in
many of the stories – Old Habits.
It’s take on ghosts and what they hunger for is chilling and a truly terrifying
view of a horrific afterlife without being s dramatic and gory as so many
others
The Smile on My
Face was amazing fun and an awesome
look at body issues and self-worth with a dash of mythology and a whole lot of
getting behind someone and cheering her – and a great scene of battling against
rape and sexual assault without graphic depiction of victimisation – it’ strong
and awesome all through. I especially like how, despite their being a Mean
Girl, Gilla still reaches out to her in clear solidarity (even if it is also an
excellent snide put down) because even a Mean Girl would need someone to
believe her if she were a victim. On the other end of the scale, Emily Breakfast was also a fun little
story (with a large number of LGBT characters and my only brief issue is the
only real characterisation was distinctly sexual in nature) that wasn’t as
creepy or intimidating as some, but who can be against dragon chickens? More
thoughtful was Shift which not only
completely took a Shakespearean story and brought out a whole new idea from it –
but then had several shifts and complexities that made this story (and it’s
apparent antagonists) much much more fun than I imagined and, again, very
thoughtful.



