I have to admit that while reading the beginnings of the first few of these stories, I felt they weren’t for me. But by the end of each, or even after the end of each, I realized I’d read something special. With the first few stories behind me, I anxiously awaited each successive night to see what the author had in store for me.
Lojewski’s Floridian roots are evident in the first story especially, taking what’s weird and wacky about the place, and exploding it further. I suppose that could be said about all the stories: In each there’s a metaphorical explosion of some kind, even in the story of a young man who needs to literally capture a memory of his former life; and one of a camp counselor haunted by her best friend’s ghost.
I gained some knowledge of true things within all the zaniness too, my favorite a Brazilian bird called the Great Potoo. Though the hybrid girl-bird of the story is living in a Louisiana swamp and her description had me thinking even the bird part of the character had to be completely made up, I googled the Great Potoo anyway, and, whoa, wow, what a freaky, amazing, real-life bird.
Not surprisingly, my favorite stories were the retellings of fairy tales. It was like reuniting with childhood friends, discovering what might’ve happened to them since you saw them last. “One for the Crow” is a retelling of a story not as well known as other ‘princess’ tales, likely because the young woman’s hands are chopped off during the course of it. In another retelling, Lojewski gathers a bunch of ‘princesses’ from different fairy tales, gives them names, and has them living together in “The Church of the Living God and Rescue Home for Divine Orphans”; add one prince with a specific mission, some mercenary nuns; and the result is quite entertaining, and meaningful.
Because of the amount of characters living together, the latter story reminded me of a childhood favorite, “The Twelve Dancing Princesses,” but it’s not that tale. Maybe Lojewski will retell it for me one day.