I'm imagining opening a selection box of luxury chocolates and all these wonderful authors in miniature size standing on a chocolate waving and calling 'Pick me! Pick me!' As I look at the leaflet inside, instead of telling me the flavour of the chocolate, it tells me the flavour of the short story. They all sound so gorgeous, I just have to keep them all to myself. And then there's more; a second layer! A mouth watering recipe to go with each short story. If short stories were yummy, then these particular ones would be delicious.