The stories in Kelly Link’s first collection are a lot of things at once: funny, surprising, unsettling, tender, taking place in a world which is definitely ours, but slightly askew. She’s published three more collections since but this first one remains my favorite. Things, or more precisely people, keep turning into other things; dogs, blond aliens, invisible, ghosts and other ways of being dead. Familiar elements of fairy tales and myths appear and are made unfamiliar again (“Ladies. Has it ever occurred to you that fairy tales aren’t easy on the feet?”). The stories feel light and deft, but with something heavier lurking at the edges and occasionally taking center stage. They’re tightly written – none drag on, and they’ll all pull you in.