Smells like Grandma

I found this book in my Grandma's collection. I can imagine her buying the paperback a few months before the movie came out and quickly devouring it.

I like the smell of this book. It smells like my grandma's house. I could imagine talking to her about the drug addled characters while we sip strong coffee and eat bridge mix.

I don't know why I'm fascinated with Hollywood burnout stories, but I am. Can't get enough of this stuff. I bet my Grandma would have some ideas about that too.

Anyway. This book is fine and fun. The opening section is quite funny. There is a remarkable chunk of coked-up prose; very disturbing. Then the book kinda fell apart for me.

Thanks for the read Grandma! I love you!