Amazing how such a short book can be so exhausting to read.
I thought I spent alot of time on Twitter but clearly not as much as the author. I don't follow her (never saw what the fuss was about with Grace, though I do love Twitter, hence why I stupidly bought this book) but after looking at her timeline it seems that she spends a huge amount of time on there, along with some of her Twitter cronies, some of whom I do follow and who thankfully rarely RT her stuff. And if you don't have anything else to do with your time like them, then you'll enjoy this book more than me. You probably need quite a bitter and dour frame of mind, too, like Grace. Her dissection on Twitter and much of it's users is as nasty as it is tiresome - her attack on people who mourned the death of Elizabeth Taylor was particulary vile. Oh and the near constant swearing comes off as very 'try-hard'.
I'm familiar with her work on the Guardian and so I was expecting the chapter on celebrities to be more gutsy than what it actually is. It's quite oddly toothless, going against the generally aggressive tone of the rest of the book - could Grace be deliberately holding back, too frightened to offend her sleb mates and their chums, perhaps?
One assumes the title is ironic. Grace has neither the talent or the empathy to be Queen of the Universe (naturally, she means Queen of Twitter), regardless of the time she spends on there. No. She'll always be a lady-in-waiting, at best.
I laughed at the 'Leona from work' thing early on but otherwise it's a load of old joyless, misanthropic rubbish and I actually felt like having a good lie down to recover after reading it. I almost feel like giving the book an extra star for the accomplishment of her managing to suck all the joy out of Twitter. But I won't. Don't waste your time reading this garbage.
I deleted this book from my Kindle not long after buying it last summer. What a waste of money.