The Real Drug, I Came To Believe,

To Share Our Stories Is Not Only A Worthwhile Endeavor For The Storyteller, But For Those Who Hear Our Stories And Feel Less Alone Because Of It.

I Was Giving A Speech One Time, And The Woman Who Introduced Me Said, 'well, She Used To Be J. D. Salinger's Girlfriend. I Thought, 'god, Is That All I've Been?' I Didn't Want To Be Reduced To That.

I Compromised My Ability To Tell My Story, At The Most Basic Level.

I Had Known There Had Been A Serial Killer On Mount Tamalpais, And It Felt So Incongruous In Such A Beautiful, Peaceful Spot.

As For Me, I've Chosen To Follow A Simple Course: Come Clean. And Wherever Possible, Live Your Life In A Way That Won't Leave You Tempted To Lie. Failing That, I'd Rather Be Disliked For Who I Truly Am Than Loved For Who I Am Not. So, I Tell My Story. I Write It Down. I Even Publish It. Sometimes This Is A Humbling Experience. Sometimes It's Embarrassing. But I Haul Around No Terrible Secrets.