This may sound strange, but inevitably, once you start reading stories en masse, you start accumulating clues about the author: their preferences, their preoccupations, even, dangerously, their personality. You’ve probably picked up the wrong clues, or misconstrued innocent fictions into facetious facts, but the fact remains – a collection gives the impression of the person behind the tales. Usually.
Not so in the case of Andrea Routley. It took me a while to identify the lack, as it were. This clue gathering is subconscious, after all. It took me a moment longer to re-identify and reclassify the ‘lack’ as a strength. Continue reading