Dear TNY, “Last Coffeehouse on Travis” was today’s offering...

Dear TNY, I’m still in Phoenix, I don’t remember going to bed or the swimming that preceded it, and I have read “Greensleeves”...

Dear TNY, I am alive.  I read “The Particles of Order”...

Dear TNY, Monday.  “The Narayans.”  Shit...

Dear TNY, I made it another week; “Chablis” appears to be your offering…

Dear TNY, I survived this week, barely, and “Clay” was this Monday’s offering…

Dear TNY, another Monday and I’m in Colorado again, having just finished “Attilla”…

Dear TNY, fuck “Abject Naturalism” and the literary scene it rode in on…

Dear TNY, back from a two week hiatus and I just finished up with “Freedom to Move”…

Dear TNY, I know I’m doing them out of order (but I think this one is last, maybe?), so now I have finished “Opening Theory”…

Dear TNY, I read “The Drummer Boy on Independence Day” first, of the fiction issue stories, because it was the shortest and I am struggling at this moment to understand why I give my time to you…

Dear TNY, “Kaho” is another story from this year’s fiction issue and I read it…

Dear TNY, I should have “read” “The Hadal Zone” first, out of all the fiction issues stories, because it’s fucking unreadable and I couldn’t even skim it…

Dear TNY, “Vincent’s Party”.  Trash…

Dear TNY, here we are again, week after week, six years in, and this morning’s story is “The Buggy”…

Dear TNY, i have just returned from a disc golf tournament and read “Chicago on the Seine”…

Dear TNY, it’s early on this Monday morning and I picked up and immediately put down “Beyond Imagining”…

Dear TNY, I’m in Stansted airport waiting for a flight to Dublin and I couldn’t finish “Woman, Frog, and Devil”…

Dear TNY, I couldn’t even skim “Thataway” because it’s a pointless endeavor of words…

Dear TNY, “Consolation.”  Who cares…