Dear TNY, Jesus Fucking “The Sand Banks, 1861” Christ…

Dear TNY, A good story was needed today and you gave me “Cicadia” and it wasn’t half bad…

Dear TNY, I’ve tried six times to write a critique of “You Are My Dear Friend” and I just can’t…

Dear TNY, It seems to be another double issue and it’s “Heirlooms”…

Dear TNY, did I win?

Dear TNY, “Jack and Della” is the kind of writing that wouldn’t make it into a bad romance novel…

Dear TNY, “A Transparent Woman”…

Dear TNY, Another week in the upheaval that is the United States and you offer up Kafka’s “The Rescue Will Begin in its Own Time” as some sort of existential touchpoint…

Dear TNY, It’s a hard drizzle on the coast of Oregon where I am writing from today after having finished “Grief” and what is there to say…

Dear TNY, “White Noise”…

Dear TNY, the famed fiction issue, eh? I’m two stories in, having just finished “Confessions of a Shinagawa Monkey”, and it seems like your usual schtick…

Dear TNY, the country is falling apart and I just dusted “Pursuit as Happiness”…

Dear TNY, A summary (foreshadowing) of “Two Nurses, Smoking”…

Dear TNY, It’s 91 fucking degrees in my van right now and I wrapped up “Demolition”.

Dear TNY, “The Afterlife” is self-important enough that I won’t be able to touch it, unfortunately…

Dear TNY, Fuck you for publishing “The Resident Poet”…

Dear TNY, It’s possible you have jumped the shark with “The Wish for a Good Young Country Doctor”…

Dear TNY, Just cruised “Bedtime Story” and I’m glad that it’s over…

Dear TNY, I know I normally hit these stories up every Monday, as you know (just kidding; you don’t know who the fuck I am), but now it’s Tuesday and I’m responding to “The Media”…

Dear TNY, Thank you for saving me some time with “The Other One” on this, another installment of the ‘ronies lockdown…