Oh, No...Say It Ain't So!
Writers all over the country and perhaps the world are today mourning the loss of the Snark. No, she's not left this life, only the blogosphere, but that's bad enough. Miss Snark has been part of my "start the day" routine for more than a year. With a balance of honesty, humor, and snarkiness, this literary agent set many writers straight on the world of publishing. Her clue gun was merciless when trained upon a nitwit. Yet beneath the crusty exterior of stiletto heels and ever sloshing gin pail, we knew there was a caring soul who wanted writers to succeed. Her passion for George Clooney was matched by her passion for dishing out frank advice.
Her blog went dark today after two years and some two million hits. She is leaving it up so that future snarklings can troll through the archives and still find her wisdom. Killer Yapp is licking up the last of the gin as her cry fades one last time..."Write well!"
Thanks, Miss Snark.
Her blog went dark today after two years and some two million hits. She is leaving it up so that future snarklings can troll through the archives and still find her wisdom. Killer Yapp is licking up the last of the gin as her cry fades one last time..."Write well!"
Thanks, Miss Snark.
Labels: Miss Snark, writing