Natasha Stagg

on page like 120 and idk if i'm going to finish this fucking shit heap even though it's like "goosebumps"-tier difficult

first section is basically fake raymond carver which is seemingly the only effective style these post-tao lin disaffected women can write in -- thank you so, so, so much, undergraduate writing workshops for making this happen

the second part is just a dirge, a death march -- i'm sorry but "muh superficiality" is a massively banal and unidimensional critique of online culture and celebrity culture -- it the undergraduate writing workshop teacher in question recommended this budding young star "less than zero" or fuckin "rules of attraction" but TRAGICALLY was not there to guide the critical engagement with the text

if you're going to read one of these chic nihilist post-Brat Pack types just read the fuckin moshfegh short story collection and put the rest in the trash… (meer)