Eley Williams’ Moderate to Poor, Occasionally Good is, at its heart, a collection exploring the spontaneous, surreal beauty of moments and happenstances, arising from the seemingly unremarkable – the way we interact with ourselves and others in little, vibrant snapshots. In fact, this was the best aspect of the book – its triumphant expression of humanity through an urgent, vital, sometimes explosive narrative. However, at times, its verbiage can become cluttered and tangled up in itself, which, more often than not, distracted me from the principal meaning behind some of the stories, leaving me, upon their abrupt and sometimes jarring end, to trawl back through the story – in short, the unmistakably ecstatic, breathless expression sometimes obfuscates any delve into the underlying meaning - or at least for those without a very potent sensibility. Despite this, each story was thought-provoking, enchanting and, occasionally, unsettling, in a strangely satisfying way; always raising more questions than were answered; each character, bursting out from the page, felt refreshingly real and deeply human. The best writers put into words something you’ve felt almost unconsciously for the longest time, but have never been able to express – and this book does that, the whole way through.