I’ve read more short stories in the past few years than ever before (I mostly blame Elizabeth Crane for that. “Blame” being a good thing in this scenario), and still I thought these were really unusual. But now that two months have gone by… I can’t pinpoint exactly why that was. I will say that they were all really truly individuals. I’m sure you’ve come across short story collections that as you read through them, the narrators and/or subjects tend to blur together (when they weren’t intended to, although there are collection that intend that) and it seems you’ve just read a novel with some bits that don’t seem to fit together. No question of that happening here. I think my favorite was “Oh Lord Why Not” where everyone has a hit pop song in them.
Pretty short collection though. Big print, small pages. Not a book that takes long to get through.