The Snookster recently dropped by Jimmy Kimmel to discuss her latest literary masterpiece, Confessions of a Guidette, and when Kimmel compared the pint-sized princess to billionaire J.K. Rowling, poor Snooki got all sorts of confused. "I don't know who that is," she said. Um, you don't exactly have to major in wizardry or follow Harold and his cronies to know about the famous British author. What about legendary, award-winning poet and Oprah BFF Maya Angelou? "I don't know who that is," Snooks said. Again.
Who is Snooki's publicist? Does she even have one? Yes, Snooki's fluff novels are likely poorly written beach reads penned by a greasy-haired ghost writer (I wouldn't know). But if you want to be portrayed as an author, and a NY Times bestselling one at that (Snooki's A Shore Thing shockingly made the cut), you oughtta know something about the business and its key players. That's like forming a rock band and not knowing The Beatles. Or playing baseball and thinking Babe Ruth is no more than a candy bar.
Stick to fist pumping and rolling around on the beach, Snooki. Or at least pick up a copy of Publisher's Weekly before promoting your latest novel.