By: Zayden Dale
In many teen fiction stories, parents often play the role of obstacle, well-meaning, but ultimately standing in the way of a teenager’s self-discovery. It’s a useful trope, structurally: less adult interference means more room for a young protagonist to stumble, rise, and evolve. However, somewhere along the way, this trope has quietly leaked into real life, transforming the parental role from guide to “ick,” from anchor to afterthought.
Author and journalist Kim Renay Anderson is not accepting this.
Her new book, UR Dead2 Me! Chronicles of an Adult Raised As an Entitled Spoiled Brat, the first installment in The Schumela Series, is a no-holds-barred, darkly humorous, and painfully honest exploration of what can happen when parental devotion becomes a slow burn of self-erasure. Anderson doesn’t just critique entitlement—she carefully examines it with wit, empathy, and personal insight, revealing the wounds that many parents, particularly aging ones, may silently carry at the hands of the very children they sacrificed for.
“There’s this idea that if a child is loved enough, given enough, supported enough, they’ll grow up into someone grateful, kind, functional,” Anderson says, speaking from her home in Washington, D.C. “But love without limits? That’s not parenting. That’s enabling.”
Raised in Spanish Harlem and having years of experience as a journalist and teaching various college English courses in person and virtually, Anderson brings both street wisdom and academic rigor to her writing. She’s lived the stories she tells, both as a case manager to the vulnerable while working for New York City’s Department of Social Services Medical Assistance Program, and as a comedian who once tried to copyright all her jokes because too many were being stolen at open mics.
Her layered experiences are evident in the prose: biting, funny, tragic, and rich with scenes that you can almost smell and feel. But the heart of her work lies in a recurring truth: good parenting doesn’t necessarily lead to a good adult.
Anderson’s journey as a writer began young, with high school newspaper columns, comedy sketches in college, and stand-up routines that often ended up in someone else’s act. “That’s when I realized I needed to write in a way no one could steal from me,” she laughs. That realization eventually became The Chinchilla Reports, her lifelong creative journal, a hybrid of scrapbook, anthology, and laboratory. Everything she writes now lives under this umbrella, carefully organized into categories like Part I: Quotes, Part III: One-Act Teleplays, Part V: Comedy Skits, and Part VI: Supernatural Skits. In this way, Anderson turned a challenge into a framework that not only protects her work but also showcases the full range of her creativity.
It was during her time with Toastmasters International, however, that things really came together. “Each speech I gave told a story,” Anderson explains. “And every time I shared one, someone would come up to me afterwards and say, ‘That needs to be a book.'” The feedback planted a seed.
A pivotal moment came when Anderson observed a striking pattern across race, gender, and class: entitlement. “It’s everywhere,” she says. “It’s not a white or black thing or even a rich or poor thing. I’ve seen it across all socioeconomic statuses, even adopted kids. I’ve observed it in kids from every walk of life. What’s common is this: some parents don’t—or can’t—say no.”
UR Dead2 Me! doesn’t pull any punches. It peels back the layers of performative love and permissiveness to reveal something rawer and more troubling: what happens when a child raised without boundaries grows into an adult who uses that upbringing against their very parents.
“You see financial abuse. Psychological abuse. Parents working well into their 70s to fund someone else’s mediocrity,” Anderson says. “And worse, elderly parents too ashamed to admit their adult child is the one hurting them.”
Anderson channels these dark social realities into her creative work. Each of her comedy-horror films is written, directed, and produced by her, blending sharp humor with unsettling truths. Her most recent film, Keks Running Amok! (Cookies Running Amok!), Won Best Comedy Horror Film at the D.C. Public Library 5-Minute Horror Film Festival in June 2025. Meanwhile, Karma of the Horseshoe Crabs was a 2025 semifinalist at the Mirada Corta Short Film Festival, an annual event in Mexico City showcasing films from around the world.
If that sounds grim, Anderson assures readers: it’s also funny. Her signature style blends stand-up wit with heartfelt storytelling, much like her award-winning short comedy-horror films Respect Da Egg and Karma of the Horseshoe Crabs, each written, directed, and produced by her. Both films won Best Comedy Horror Film at the May and November 2024 D.C. Public Library 5-Minute Horror Film Festivals, with Karma of the Horseshoe Crabs also becoming a 2025 Semifinalist at the Mirada Corta Short Film Festival in Mexico City, which features films from around the world. As an auteur filmmaker and writer in her own right, Kim continues to breathe “life” into inanimate objects in her short films, intent on stirring emotion from the audience. Her most recent film, Keks Running Amok! (Cookies Running Amok!), carried this playful yet haunting vision forward, winning Best Comedy Horror Film at the same D.C. festival in June 2025.
“I like putting humor in hard truths,” she says. “Because if people are laughing, they’re listening.”
Beyond the page, Anderson’s life is as vibrant as her characters. She swims, cycles the Capital Trail, speaks German (and bakes German Christmas cookies), and enjoys remixing classic recipes into gluten-free creations. Her creative life continues to expand, with two children’s books currently in the works—Pelican Pete, Peppermint & Myers Lemon Cookies, and Petra and the Little Cake—as well as the long-awaited publication of The Chinchilla Reports: An Anthology of Literary Works 1988–2023. Anderson is also preparing to release An Anthology of Comical Tales of Gnomes, Fictitious Creatures and Tall Tales, adding yet another whimsical chapter to her diverse and ever-growing body of work.
She doesn’t talk about works-in-progress until they’re done. “It’s like popping a soufflé too early,” she jokes —but she sees her future clearly: books that resonate across generations, stories that spark conversation, perhaps even screen adaptations that reflect the emotional truth behind everyday dysfunction.
So what does she hope readers take away from UR Dead2 Me!?
“Accountability,” Anderson says. “And empathy for parents. Especially the ones still putting their kids first long after they should’ve started choosing themselves.”
In a world quick to pathologize parental mistakes and glorify individualism, Anderson’s work is a love letter to the often-invisible emotional labor of parenthood—and a sharp reminder that enabling isn’t love, and silence isn’t strength.
As Anderson likes to say, quoting her long-running creative journal: “The secret to happiness is to never let your energy stagnate.”
Wise words from an author who has never once stood still.
