I have to hit the gym. I have beauty appointments. I have to work toward my next job and maintaining my image, just like an athlete.
“Before I left the 'Star' last year to write books full-time, I welcomed catastrophe. It was material. Missed planes, broken pipes, dead lawns, digestive disorders, you name it, if it was something that had gone horribly wrong, it was worth banging out 600 words about.”
“I was eleven, then I was sixteen. Though no honors came my way, those were the lovely years.”