Tao Lin publishes his own books so that You have a voice. It's ironic, see, because he is capturing all of the digital shit You're going through in the medium of YesterdaY. Tao Lin makes art in Paint.
Tao Lin is 26 and lives in New York where he can be close to Gawker even though Gawker is on The Internet. ActuallY, internet is a word that doesn't require a definite article or capitalization anYmore. That is because The Internet of the nineties, when Your school librarY got ProdigY, is no more. TheY keep that internet on the WaY Back Machine. The internet is now and it is real, sort of. Like all the shit You are going through and Tao Lin is writing about. Tao Lin ends sentences with prepositions.
Tao Lin wrote a new book. You'll probablY relate to it. You're in Your mid-twenties, and You're still crafting Your internet personae. Tao Lin understands this. Tao Lin understands the malaise and the angst and the twitter-fueled resurgence of the not-since-high-school, crippling Existentialism You're suffering from at Your daY job desk. Tao Lin doesn’t have a daY job.
Tao Lin is as lazY as You are. He is his own boss which makes it hard for him to slack off while he’s not looking. But he makes up for it with sloppY work.
Le Review in 140 Characters:
Tao Lin's latest, Shoplifting From American Apparel, is the unisex deepV our entire generation can wear. Put it on. You will look hot in it.
Le Rating: 1 Y-ffel Tower
