Now You Get SF, Now You Don't

In the middle of Ray Bradbury's new collection of previously unpublished short stories, We'll Always Have Paris. Thoroughly enjoyable so far. Typical chunky, flavourful Bradbury prose. I got a real kick out of "Fly Away Home" the other day - a tale that would have been right at home in The Martian Chronicles. My only regret, and it's a small one 'cause Bradbury's so damn good at whatever he writes, is that there aren't more SF stories in the collection to put me farther ahead on my 365 Short Story Challenge, in which I've fallen so very, very far behind.