![]() I could have destroyed her, if I’d wanted to. I’d looked inside of her and seen nothing at all but bones couched in black rot her magpie soul, pieced together out of the fragments she stole from other people, other lives, a ransom note assembled from newsprint. ![]() Except the narrator she knows this about Elodie: In “Letters from Elodie,” the narrator recalls an enigmatic young woman whose personality everyone, men and women, falls in love with. ![]() One theme is control of others, be they human, ghosts, or creatures. ![]() ![]() What if you could suck out a suffering person’s pain like a smoke that you put in jars and collect? Would you believe your twin dying of cancer was a changeling lost in the human world? If an ancient creature that controlled the attitude of London lived in a bathtub, would you care for him or destroy him? I mean, each tale is so dissimilar I can easily recall all thirteen (heh) stories of darkness. We all know the mantra: collections cause headaches because some stories shine, others are shit, and we’re left feeling “meh.” My other pet peeve is when a collection basically rehashes the same themes and character to the point I can’t tell one story from the next. ![]()
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