Critiques
Welcome to the world of my obsessive passion about one of the preeminent short fiction publishers in the world, and their failure to deliver. Sometimes. Most of the time.
Dear TNY, you’re back after two weeks and you brought us “The Theresa Job”…
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Dear TNY, so I’m writing this first paragraph after reading the first paragraph of your published version of “Young Girls”…
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Dear TNY, swing and a miss with “Satellites”…
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Dear TNY, another year, another fiction issue. I started with “Unread Messages”…
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Dear TNY, “My Apology” is fit to sit alongside your usual “we’re so fucking clever” literature that fails to actually be literature…
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Dear TNY, spoiler alert: No one fucking cares about “Offside Constantly”…
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Dear TNY, “Before the Valley” typifies modern TNY style…
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Dear TNY, it’s official: my summer cross-country adventure has begun and the first offering of the trip is “A, S, D, F”.
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Dear TNY, it’s a beautiful day in May and you gave us “Children of the Good Book”…
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Dear TNY, holy fuck, buddy. “Old Babes in the Wood” is about as interesting as watching the paint/stain/who fucking cares in this story dry…
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Dear TNY, “Separation”…dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb…
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Dear TNY, fuck yes, you published “Featherweight”. Thank you…
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Dear TNY, holy fuck is “Future Selves” a boot-smear of cold dogshit…
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Dear TNY, it’s another Monday and now I’m in Colorado and I just tried to read “The Case for and Against Love Potions”. I say tried because I just couldn’t finish…
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