People Have Only One Way To Be.

Everyone Always Asks, Was He Mad At You For Writing The Book? And I Have To Say, Yes, Yes, He Was. He Still Is. It Is One Of The Most Fascinating Things To Me About The Whole Episode: He Cheated On Me, And Then Got To Behave As If He Was The One Who Had Been Wronged Because I Wrote About It! I Mean, It's Not As If I Wasn't A Writer. It's Not As If I Hadn't Often Written About Myself. I'd Even Written About Him. What Did He Think Was Going To Happen? That I Would Take A Vow Of Silence For The First Time In My Life? "

The Function Of A Blog Is On Some Level To Start A Conversation That You're Not Involved In Any More Because You've Already Had Your Say. That Thing Of Coming Right Off The News - Did You See What I Saw This Morning, Can You Believe It? - Has A Kind Of Fun Appeal.

When I Buy A New Book, I Always Read The Last Page First, That Way In Case I Die Before I Finish, I Know How It Ends. That, My Friend, Is A Dark Side.

I Know That I Am Essentially A Sort Of Fun-loving Person Who Really Just Wants To Sit Around And Eat Pies.

The Odd Thing About This Form Of Communication Is You're More Likely To Talk About Nothing Than Something. But I Just Want To Say That All This Nothing Has Meant More To Me Than So Many... Somethings. So, Thanks.