Those of you who are not authors and are therefore not addicted to reading blogs by literary agents, bear with me.
Two days ago, the online literary community lost one of our most influential (and most entertaining!) blogs. Miss Snark, the venerable literary agent from the 212 who dreamed of Clooney while stalking about in her stilletos and swilling bathtub gin, closed her blog.
I feel bereft.
Miss Snark was my daily breakfast stop. My lunch stop. My just-before-bed stop. I was addicted to Snark. She offered insights into the publishing world, gave impeachable advice for landing an agent, and volunteered hours of her time to critique hooks, queries, and first pages.
She did it all as only Miss Snark could - with inimitable style and scathing wit. She was at once brutally honest and startlingly compassionate. She called a spade a spade, whether in saying a piece of writing was far from ready or in revealing an unethical agent or contest as a scam.
She honored writers, individually and as a community. She will be deeply missed.
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I keep forgetting and clicking over there only to see Killer Yapp's darling face.
ReplyDelete*sighs*
Me too.
ReplyDelete*orders self to stop obsessively checking in the hopes that Miss Snark has changed her mind...*