Dear TNY, more trash in the form of “Easter”…

Dear TNY, fuck you and fuck “The Secret Source”…

Dear TNY, this fucking year is whizzing by as I am reading “Evolution” and it’s already September…

Dear TNY, I know I’ve said this before, but here we go: Another Monday, and you’ve brought me “Café Loup”…

Dear TNY, so, I think what you have done is reprinted “Roy Spivey” in the August 29th issue this week, but left it off the fiction list online…

Dear TNY, another Monday arrives and the engine hunt continues to remain unresolved, and you give me “Skyscrapers”.

Dear TNY, it’s a Monday in August and I’m in Portland, OR to fix my van (already sourced an engine!) and I just finished “The Muddle”…

Dear TNY, this Monday finds me near the end of this long road trip I’ve been on for more than two months, and I just read “A Duet”…

Dear TNY, this week’s critique of “You Tell Me” is an easy one because I didn’t finish the piece of shit…

Dear TNY, this Monday finds me in Omaha, NE, with about two weeks to go and I wrapped up “Elmhurst”…

Dear TNY, it’s another Monday and the other night, way late, I realized that I didn’t see that you published four stories in your fiction issue, not three like you usually do, so I just finished up with “A King Alone”…

Dear TNY, I fully expected to not like “Peking Duck”…

Dear TNY, I won’t labor long on “Call Me Ishmael”…

Dear TNY, once again the fiction issue is here, and I started with “Arrivals”…

Dear TNY, this Monday finds me in Grayson, Kentucky and I just finished “To Sunland”.

Dear TNY, what has gotten into you, because “Mitzvah” is the kind of shit you should have been publishing all along…

Dear TNY, I’m in Atlanta at a friend’s house and I never meant to read “Houyhnhnm” this morning because of busyness, but I had some time to start it and then I was compelled to finish…

Dear TNY, I’m not sorry it’s Tuesday when I’m writing this letter about “Trash”…

Dear TNY, reporting for duty from Palmetto State Park, Texas and today’s story was “The Boy Upstairs”…

Dear TNY, this Monday brings us “Invisible Bird”, which appears to be your best attempt at smashing Jane Austen into homelessness…