February 15th, 2021 - Casting Shadows

Dear TNY,

“Casting Shadows”.  Thanks for this oxymoron.  Or would this be unintentionally ironic?

Regardless, it is insane to me that a piece of writing can be so clean yet be devoid of any real story.  The writing smacks of skill, yet it’s applied to this turd of a narrative about another, you guessed it, Karen.

For instance:

Hi, I’m the main character.  I’m not a good person because I seemingly cannot experience regret or remorse.  Or guilt.  I have cheated with many married men and I find bad things to say about everyone, especially my most significant ex, whom I refuse to recognize his effort in the relationship, that being as long as I stayed with him, he also stayed with me.  I will also absolutely fail to recognize that I was angered and devastated by how he cheated on me for five years whilst I simultaneously brag about how many married relationships I have stuffed my genitals into.  How do I feel about myself?  Good.  I feel pretty good.  The world is the problem, definitely not me.  I’m a semi-good-looking gem just doing her best and that best seems to be devoid of anything interesting, dichotomous, three-dimensional, and/or worthy of writing or reading about.  What’s your name?  Just kidding, I don’t care.  Gotta get back to my ultra-beige existence and do my best to (poorly) glorify it.

No one has fucking time for this trash, TNY. Not even the time to write a thorough, scathing review.

Nick