I’ve been reading stories from the various Year’s Best anthologies of late, and having just read two smooth as butter stories by Margo Lanagan and Kelly Link, this proved to be a jarring experience. It’s quite clunkily written, and a few pages into a story with a military setting featuring abbreviations and capitals and a ‘statuesque blonde in Battle Dress Utilities’ I baled out.
More of an Analog story – not the quality of writing I expect from Asimovs.
