I’m not a fan of short story collections, but I’m a fan of a number of authors who write one short story collection after another, so I read them anyway.
But that explains why this book went unread. I really like Joanna Russ. She’s very funny and she’s quite angry, which makes for an enjoyable reading experience.
This collection has lots of funny bits, and lots of very sf-ey bits, and I enjoyed it immensely. I read it (as I do most short story collections) while travelling, and the mixture of storytelling approaches fits that situation perfectly.
As with any other book that I like, after finishing it, I went online to buy other books by the same author that I hadn’t read yet. (This is why the backlog grows.)
Not only have I read all her books, but she died last year.
Anyway, I bought this paperback used. I like used books with marks from previous owners. Like this:
I don’t leave any marks in my book myself, though.