Before I start this review, it's necessary to highlight the accusations of sexual assault and harassment against Sherman Alexie made by multiple women, accusations he says are true. I believe these women. I also acknowledge the ways in which this and other behavior has impacted the publishing of stories about Native people, by Native people, and I encourage folks to read books by Native authors other than Alexie (especially Native women and Two-Spirit people.) I'm happy to offer recommendations if people need them.

This was definitely, as advertised, a mix of new and older stories, and coming off of literally just finishing The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in Heaven, and having read Ten Little Indians about a year ago, there were maybe more older stories than I would have liked. Additionally, the two stories in the collection that involve Black people (one from the perspective of a white man, another from the perspective of a man from the Spokane Tribe,) don't come off as particularly good or like they grapple with race in a way that is graceful. I am white, but oof, folks. A yikes all around. So the new stories did not feel particularly new, and I have already read the old stories, so I'd say if you have already read some Alexie, you can skip this collection, and if you haven't, well, you could read a different one. Also there's a weird throwaway line about how sleeping with booksellers and others on book tours is one of the perks and boy has that not aged well!