So says Sam Tomaino in his review of my short story Shit New World (Murky Depths Issue Three) over on SFRevu.
Much better than Michelle Lee’s review on The Fix in which she says, “. . . the tale itself is little more than a long complaint.”
Well, it is called Shit New World after all, that was kind of the point of the story, and it’s barely 500 words so it can’t be that long.
So then, one good review, one bad. I’m torn between having a celebratory drink or doing a Stephen Fry on it – hopping on a ferry and pissing off to Belgium in a huff.