I love George Saunders.

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Unabashedly, unequivocally, and unconditionally. 

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Though I have never met George, I know that he occupies the apex of human kind. He is the best of us. Better than me, and better than you. 

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What does one do when they love something? Criticize it, of course. 

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I immersed myself in George's work. As the expert that I am not, I decided what was working, and what was not working. I focused mainly on George's satirical short fiction, where his hilariously devastating worlds feel eerily parallel to the simulation that we currently find ourselves in. 

 

Then, after enough research to provide me with a semblance of false confidence, I tried my hand at satirical short fiction.

 

Here you'll find my journey.

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