You feel like you can walk into each of the worlds of these stories, they are so instantly alive. In some you wouldn't want to stay too long: not with the sad, grimy repetition of two brothers desperately trying to shag their way to a family reunion or the grieving couple whose garden is as barren as their marriage. You might want to hang around a 19th Century Paris where artificial boyfriends, with geometric bodies, can be hired as the perfect companion for ladies who like things just so. Or you might linger a while on the isle of Skye, to see if the girl with antlers and the boy with a tail will get together, even though they're annoyed at everyone's assumptions that they will, because they're the only two .. well, different ... types around. And you'll almost certainly want to fight your way through the jungle to reach the Tiger Palace, where a magnificent empress sits waiting for an escape and longing for a reason to stay.
Some stories are short and snappy flash fiction, hanging on a neat phrase or a tricksy conceit. Others are longer and deeper, carefully evoking various different worlds, each with its own fantastical logic. But somehow, the atmosphere is fairly consistent throughout: mysterious, sensual, half-in-love with artifice and metaphor but not disguising a sweet sincerity at their (rental) heart.