Death preserved forever in drops of maple syrup - a name just out of reach - a bear's growl - a door that leads to... nowhere, and a man who walks through it.
These are the stories of things: some just this side of reality, some just that side of... somewhere else.
Just a matter of personal preference: I like sharper twists at the end of short stories. Blythe hits that mark for me sometimes, but more often I'm left waiting for a swerve that isn't coming.
I downloaded this book for free from Smashwords and read through the entire collection
Well-written, bite-sized, imaginative flash fiction which serve as an ideal introduction to Blythe's work.
The anthology is separated into two parts: contemporary stories (about things of this world), and speculative stories (about fairies and things of other worlds).
All the 13 stories feature striking and evocative writing, but also fairly unusual characters and plots -- an old man who becomes so obsessed with time travel that his own life passes him by, a widow consumed by grief for her late husband, and a man addicted to maple syrup who is struggling to remember his dark past.
My personal favourite was the autumnal story "Leaves of Trees", which was unexpectedly sinister and very imaginative.
Recommended for those looking for a quick and thought-provoking read.
"Stories About Things" is a quick read with an intriguing collection of short stories, many with an unexpected twist. I particularly enjoyed "Time," "Maple Syrup," and "That Night, There Was No Dinner" for that very reason. The author engages all of the reader's senses and draws him/her into the stories, allowing the reader to experience the setting almost first hand. But not everything is neatly spelled out. One must read between the lines at times, adding an element of mystique to the stories. I recommend "Stories About Things" to anyone who enjoys short stories that are a bit dark, mysterious, and sometimes mystical.
This book feels like a collection of the author's stream of thought. The stories don't seem linked, some are really strange and abstract, and maybe only one or two that triggered my imagination, although I think I've got my imagination to thank, not the writing.