Nora Ephron's journalism -- and mine
I have read, and re-read, and re-re-read, Nora Ephron a lot, in the copies I have of three of her books: Wallflower at the Orgy, Crazy Salad and Scribble Scribble. This should give you an idea of how long I have had those books. Just look at that price tag on one of the paperbacks: These books hold such Ephron gems as "A Few Words About Breasts," one of her most famous works; her scathing consideration of Deep Throat, which included a can't-you-see-this observation I have never forgotten; "The Making of Theodore H. White"; "A Rhinestone in a Trash Can," which argued convincingly that Jacqueline Susann's "trash is better than it has been made out to be." And more. You should read them, and later collections such as I Remember Nothing, and I Feel Bad About My Neck and Other Thoughts on Being a Woman, or dive into the selections from all of the above in the massive The MOST of Nora Ephron, released after her death in 2012. Of c...