Dear TNY, I cannot believe what I’m about to say, but I’ve got to because I’m looking right at it: This is FNTY, year five in review…
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Dear TNY, another Monday closer to the end of this year, and you have given us “The Other Party”…
Read MoreDear TNY, Monday. “A Sackful of Seeds”. Whatever…
Read MoreDear TNY, what a weird world as I am in Moab, briefly, and I just finished up with “My Wonderful Description of Flowers”…
Read MoreDear TNY, on this Monday, after having burned across The West in Chuck, my stalwart hetero life mate, I have just finished up “The Hollow Children”…
Read MoreDear TNY, as I was brushing my teeth in the shower this morning, I threw up a bit of donut…
Read MoreDear TNY, strange times indeed as we read “Narrowing Valley”…
Read MoreDear TNY, “Tiny, Meaningless Things” is a rancid dickturd and you are an outright shiteater for publishing it…
Read MoreDear TNY, fresh off a successful weekend trip in the van (over 200 miles!), I read this week’s offering, “Come Softly to Me”…
Read MoreDear TNY, another Monday comes rolling in and I started it with “Take Half, Leave Half”…
Read MoreDear TNY, fuck you and fuck “The Secret Source”…
Read MoreDear 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…
Read MoreDear TNY, another Monday arrives and the engine hunt continues to remain unresolved, and you give me “Skyscrapers”.
Read MoreDear 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”…
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