Back when Facebook groups were a thing, I used to be a member of ”… And Then I Found $5,” a group of people who knew they couldn’t tell stories effectively because of random details.
I suspect the author could have been one of our ranks. I liked the style of this and I’ll read the second in this series someday, but the substance was more “here’s a collection of random things that happened one time” rather than a coherent story with plot or meaning.
No one found five dollars though, so perhaps I’m not giving the author enough credit.
