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J.K. Really
Born
in The United States
July 17, 1983
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J.K. Really isn't a Goodreads Author
(yet),
but they
do have a blog,
so here are some recent posts imported from
their feed.
WELCOME
To my first post. I am J.K. Really. A feminist, a writer, and a beneficiary of great writers whose work is now "fair use" and "up for grabs."
I found one of my first one star reviews on amazon the other day. Apparently my language was unacceptable to the reader. Considering the title of my book is "Jane Fucking Eyre" I thought I'd given those who shy from coarse speech fair warning. Apparently not. Read more of this blog post »
I found one of my first one star reviews on amazon the other day. Apparently my language was unacceptable to the reader. Considering the title of my book is "Jane Fucking Eyre" I thought I'd given those who shy from coarse speech fair warning. Apparently not. Read more of this blog post »
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Jane F--king Eyre
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2014
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Pride and Motherf*cking Prejudice (Classic-Ass Literature, #2)
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published
2015
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* Note: these are all the books on Goodreads for this author. To add more, click here.
“Very well. We now come to the point. Your mother insists upon your accepting it. Is it not so, Mrs. Bennet?" Mrs. Bennet clenched both her fists. "Yes, or I will never see her again!" she sobbed. "An unhappy alternative is before you, Elizabeth." Mr. Bennet tsk-tsked. "From this day you must be a stranger to one of your parents. Your mother will never see you again if you do not marry Mr. Collins, and I will never see you again if you do." Lizzy shared a warm smile with her dad. She double-tapped her chest, he double-tapped his, and they did their super secret Favorite Daughter-Daddy handshake. Mrs. Bennet, at the sight of it, broke into sobs anew, and Mr. Collins quietly disappeared down the road, muttering that he would be spending the remainder of his visit at Lucas Lodge, if anybody gave a shit. Which emphatically they did not.”
― Pride and Motherf*cking Prejudice
― Pride and Motherf*cking Prejudice
“Dude, I was trying to be nice but I guess its time to put down Christian and pick up clarity." Lizzy snapped. "Here it is: I'd rather die penniless in a ditch surrounded by my cat family than marry you. I feel absolutely zero attraction to you on a physical, spiritual, or sexual level. Now, if you'd taken me seriously the first time I said no I wouldn't have to take it to this place-”
― Pride and Motherf*cking Prejudice
― Pride and Motherf*cking Prejudice
“Way worse, it turned out. Not that Lizzy didn't enjoy being closed into a carriage the size of an outhouse with Charlotte's dad Sir William and Charlotte's chatty sister Maria from Longbourn to Kent, but once they actually got to Hunsford Lizzy realized she had failed to anticipate the depth and strength of the awkwardness that hung in the air of Charlotte and Mr. Collins' love nest like a silent but deadly fart.”
― Pride and Motherf*cking Prejudice
― Pride and Motherf*cking Prejudice
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