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Diddly Squat
diddly squat :: Jo

I’m renaming my novel Jack Shit because, as I’ve said before, that’s what I’m getting done.

    TAGS:  writing, diddly squat

“I’m a princess, ” she reminded herself, with a minimum of conviction, “a princess who grew up in a blackberry patch near Seattle, who’s never so much as set a tennis shoe in the nation where her royal blood was formed, a princess who doesn’t know diddly squat about princessing, a princess who’s behaved like a twit and a twat; who’s been, well, disappointed in men and romance, who’s a bit confused, who’s got a lot to learn, but a princess, after all; just as fucking much as Caroline or Anne, and although in the last quarter of the twentieth century the very idea of royalty may seem artificial, archaic, and somewhat decadent, I insist on my princess-hood because without it I’m just another physically attractive woman with the I-went-to-college-but-it-didn’t-do-me-any-good look and nothing much more to offer anyone.”

    TAGS:  guest scriner, diddly squat, Tom Robbins, royalty, princesses


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