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.
Reminds me of the woman I met at a conference. She wrote literary science fiction and none of her characters' names contained any vowels.
Where was the beverage alert?Lost half a glass of Zinfandel on that one!
The puppy-licking for luck was a great touch.
That was great.It gives me hope that I'm not QUITE the worst that an agent sees.
That 'juggling goslings' part was a reference to Joss Whedon's "Firefly", was it?
Speaking of... beverage alerts... someone seems a little... perky... these days. Cabin fever and gin?
Some people juggle geese!
You do know that's actually called ZnFnd'l on M'rcry.
Damn. I can't use scrapbooking as a credit? That bites. How about dog juggling? I do that. After all, if puppy licking is lucky.......I swear, Oh Great Miss Snark, I'll do my bestest to sell mine out of the trunk of my car too.
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