Vikram Chandra's soapy account of Bombay society rivalries is refreshingly light, but stretched over 38 pages there's nothing much to get in a lather about. And just as you think Matthew Kramer is good at imaginative language but short on imagination, he stirs up a beguiling cocktail of eroticism and alienation in "The South".
Rosario Ferre contributes refined exoticism from Puerto Rico, and Suzanne Cleminshaw, an American decamped to Norfolk, allows her stories to emerge by a combination of narrative elision and a voice which manages to be throwaway and yet contain images such as "choking back yawns like snakes swallowing mice".
Until someone commissions a follow-up to Picador's "20 Under 35", this remains the best place to find new short story writing talent in book form. Nicholas RoyleReuse content