Love the vicious anger in this one.
Fantastical? That must be something like fantastic, except that it isn’t a word. Someone needs a dose of reality strong enough to pull them back from the brink of Pulitzer-wannabe ambition to the reality of red-shirt team, sometimes-contributor to Huffpost, the most feeble excuse for journalism on the planet. Someone with an ancestor under the illusion that taking the “B” off the front of a real name, somehow created another real name. Aha, our first clue to the origins of fantastical! I tried this once, in grad school, with the term violencentric – and was rewarded with my only “B”. Here’s your “B” – to do with as you please – perhaps to restore to its rightful place on the front of your name. Keep things in perspective. You’re barely anybody yet. Avoid trying so hard that you become nobody before you’re somebody.
Who wants to tell him fantastical is actually a word?