Letters to the Editor
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Shameless
What I came away with:
The woman sitting next to Lay is shamelessly hawking her wares by shamelessly hawking her breasts. Got it. We also know the woman is empty-headed by her overuse of the word "awesome", her lack of concern over the possible death of someone in the parking lot and her declaration of her own genius because she thinks she's about to strike it rich -- ostensibly because of the aforementioned breasts, rather than actual talent. Check.
We'll never know who this bubblehead is, because why give her a free plug? (After all, isn't she about to hit the big time?) Perversely, this makes me want to know who she is all the more.
I agree wholeheartedly with Lay's sentiments. There's few things more annoying than toiling away, trying to make your own niche in the world of comics and illustration while a person who clearly doesn't deserve it gets the breaks.
Still, it's precisely what I love about her work that's also unsettling. I identify too much of myself in Lay -- annoyed, frustrated, sometimes cynical to an unhealthy degree. Looking into a funhouse mirror is pretty damned disturbing. I'd love to have Lay's talent... but not her bile. The woman sitting next to her was annoyingly bubbly, but maybe optimism, in small doses, ain't such a bad thing now and then.