It's weird; even though I'll be the first one to admit I have a complicated relationship with short stories, I always expect to find at least a few that will grab me in anthologies such as this one. But in this case, that simply didn't happen. For all of the promise this book held for me, there wasn't a single story that clicked with me. The closest was perhaps Light Bulb by Nevo Zisin; for the life of me, I can't tell you what exactly happened in the story, but the vibe was great.

I won't say this was a bad book. There are lots of cool ideas here, lots of great rep, lots of good writing. Lots of things I absolutely expected to love. But somehow, all of it just wasn't for me—I guess that happens?