[Note that the paperback version is different than the hardcover. I read the paperback: the Select Fire Remix version.]
This is a weird book. If that sounded like a criticism to you, then this book is not for you. Stop now: there's no need to bother with the rest of this review. It is not especially weirder than VanderMeer's other books, but I was happy that it was not especially more normal either. Do you remember concept albums? You'd listen to the lyrics and study the cover jacket and liner and find links between the songs and the pictures. It was all one big groovy scary deep thing. This felt like a concept book. It’s the kind of book, for instance, where the story "Secret Life" is interspersed in a little bits and pieces between all the other stories. Of course, you don't know that at first. You just see a story called Secret Life which is odd and short and makes little sense and then ends. And then later, there's another bit. On the pages where that sub-story appears, the book title printed at the top of the page reads Select Fire instead of Secret Life. Little details. Little gifts.
What are the stories about? Giant flesh dogs with stolen human faces, detectives with flying manta-ray familiars attached to their necks with umbilical cords, office buildings taken over by insanity and vines, despair, disgust, heartbreak, that kind of thing. And of course, mushrooms - although not as many as I expected. Not a very cheerful read, now that I think back. The book is challenging to read in places. Again, if that sounded like a criticism, you will not like this book. There were several times -- almost constantly, really -- where I had only a tenuous grasp on what was happening and had to just keep absorbing words and hope it would become clear later. Mostly it did. Then there were stories that seemed mundane, almost boring, but even those got weird, so I liked that. Some of the stories were very intense, some were slow, some made me squeamish. It's a range. All of them are immensely imaginative. My experience with reading VanderMeer is one long self-abusing doubt that my own work could ever be a tenth as creative. But love is like that.
On my first read, I found the quality of the stories uneven. Some immediately struck me as excellent, some as good, some seemed weak but got better. One, I didn't care for. I won't say which one; the one you don't like will probably be different. Let's agree to disagree. I wonder, though, if I were to read this book again, whether I'd see more connections than before, and find more beauty and power and pulsing guts in the ones I didn't like as much this time. I suspect so.
Several of these stories are set in the same worlds as other VanderMeer books, and made more sense to me because I'd read those first. As much as I enjoyed (most) of this book, I would not recommend it as an introduction to this author. Read _City of Saints and Madmen_ and _Veniss Underground_ first. If you don't like those, don’t read this one.