For me, the path of failure exceeded by far the joys of success. My plight was hopeless.
My father was this famous heart surgeon, a wonderful man... but there was something about me that drove him crazy.
I made no pretense of doing balanced reporting about murder. I was appalled by defense attorneys who would do anything to win an acquittal for a guilty person.
When you're down and out, there's no meaner place to live than Hollywood. You can get away with your embezzlements and your lies and your murders, but you can never get away with failing.
For my type of story and my kind of writing, I think 'Vanity Fair' is the right forum.