The Brides of Rollrock Island by Margo Lanagan
Once upon a time, I was just as anxious and stringent about genre classifications as the young woman who opined that our speculative fiction section wasn’t adequate to me. Of course, it’s plenty adequate—if you take into account the speculative fiction that’s in general fiction, lesbian fiction (what’s up, Heiresses of Russ?), gay fiction, and otherwise scattered throughout the store. I still think it’s important to call a spade a spade, but working at the book store has taught me that we put a book where it sells. It’s a business, people, albeit one that deals in products that are not wholly material.
The Literary Omnivore 