Does any one else think that our current generation should have been flagged years ago as “Generation N?” We seem to love to tap into a shared nostalgia drip. We freaked when they brought nineties’ children shows back for a late-night block just for us 20-something’s who keep vampire hours. We sport Shel Silverstein tattoos and love Neil Gaiman for writing children’s books for adults. Like any other emblems of an era, our penchant for our childhood’s cultural monuments is begging for a satire. Tony McMillen’s debut novel, Nefarious Twit, will hold up a mirror to all the nostalgia junkies out there while offering a looking glass into tripping on psychedelic Ritalin, murder, and mythology.