“Giving,” “serving,” “fall of Rome era,” “waifu,” “thinspo,” “femcel,” “Laincore.” This is the language of Honor Levy’s world. Like a trend piece in The Cut, it’s stuffed full of the sorts of words I’m embarrassed to admit that I understand. (Laincore, at least, required a Google search, and all I could find online was a Reddit thread that left me with more questions than answers.) Regardless of its literary merit, Honor Levy’s debut story collection My First Book might be remembered centuries from now as the first to print the word “looksmaxxing.” And, for a writer being called “the voice of Generation Z,” that’s not nothing.
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