At the Mouth of the River of Bees
Stories, by Kij Johnson
Well. Massive reality check. Every story seems to start smoothly...and then foxes become girls or bees flow in rivers or threatening mist must be bridged...and you're sucked into her stuff until even your own stuff starts seeming creepy. Words fail to describe--heck, words fail to even make sense. I can't outline a single one of her stories. Maybe they're not all that good, but at least three of them are going to knock you silly.
I think I'm going to have to check out one of her longer works. But I'm a little scared of her power. Who knows where I might end up?
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