There once was a lass who eschewed
Bad writing in books she reviewed
Her body she stubbed
(the horse was self-pubbed)
And today it's her bones that get screwed.
Where Miss Snark vented her wrath on the hapless world of writers and crushed them to sand beneath her T.Rexual heels of stiletto snark. The blog is dark--no further updates after 5/20/2007.