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, another “Ladies” story on this Monday in which I find myself in Hawai’i; this one is called “Stories About Us”...
Read MoreDear TNY, “Last Coffeehouse on Travis” was today’s offering...
Read MoreDear TNY, I’m still in Phoenix, I don’t remember going to bed or the swimming that preceded it, and I have read “Greensleeves”...
Read MoreDear TNY, I am alive. I read “The Particles of Order”...
Read MoreDear TNY, Monday. “The Narayans.” Shit...
Read MoreDear TNY, fuck “Abject Naturalism” and the literary scene it rode in on…
Read MoreDear TNY, back from a two week hiatus and I just finished up with “Freedom to Move”…
Read MoreDear 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”…
Read MoreDear 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…
Read MoreDear 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…
Read MoreDear TNY, “Vincent’s Party”. Trash…
Read MoreDear TNY, i have just returned from a disc golf tournament and read “Chicago on the Seine”…
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