A lot of decent but unexciting stories, and some that are better:
Both Peter Beagle's "Salt Wine" and Jeffrey Ford's "The Night Whiskey" ended up more complicated and therefore more affecting than I'd expected. The M. Rickert story is like a lot of her work: beautiful prose and characterization, in that odd Todorov-ian slipstream space where it could be fantasy and could be insanity, and that's a question which just does not interest me. So a beautifully done piece of work I dislike. I am very conflicted over Geoff Ryman's "Pol Pot's Beautiful Daughter (A Fantasy)" and don't know how to figure out what I want to say about it. Ysabeau Wilce's "The Lineaments of Gratified Desire" is marvelous stylish fun, although it feels more like the first section of a book than a short story. Benjamin Rosenbaum's "A Siege of Cranes" is both compassionate and brutal: he is one of the most interesting writers working in sf/f today.