The book I started this weekend, Pretty Monsters by Kelly Link, is a collection of short stories. So, I think I'll review them one by one. Mostly because the first one was awesome, and I have loads I want to say about it. ...Below the fold.
The Wrong Grave is about a teenager who puts some poems in his dead girlfriend's casket, then later on decides he wants them back. So he digs her up, but finds some other dead girl in her grave -- a dead girl with a snarky attitude and pretty intense supernatural powers.
I've been watching a lot of Adventure Time lately, and I cannot begin to explain how much this story reminded me of Marceline.
I don't just want to gush about Adventure Time, though. (Well, I kinda do. I'm getting there.) I read some of Kelly Link's work a few years ago, and I found it hard to follow, and fun, but only after a great deal of unpicking. The everything-going-on-all-at-once aesthetic offers an extraordinarily complex sense of otherworldliness that, at the time, I had no experience with.
Now, though, I have Adventure Time to compare it to.
A couple years ago, I had very nearly no experience with narratives that implied huge, complex backgrounds that are totally alien to the intended audience. Most of the stuff I'd read or seen very carefully spoon-fed all the necessary information to me before it relied on it for plot purposes.
Since then, either this screw-it attitude to explaining things has gotten a lot more mainstream, or I've just bumped into it a lot more. Adventure Time is full of this kind of apparently uncoordinated backstory, and for a while I thought it was just thrown together randomly. But the more I watch, the more it turns out there's a huge, coherent narrative, almost all of which we're just not being told.
I think this experience has made Link's work way easier to follow, and so it's way easier to enjoy. (Not that I didn't enjoy it before. Just now it doesn't take me several days.) I'm glad I'm there now, too, because apparently that's the kind of writing that's getting popular.