I Like People-watching And Fading Into Crowds.

My Way Was Not To Be The Petite, Gorgeous, Little Cheerleader. My Way Of Getting By Was Making People Laugh.

Onstage, I Was Never The Ingenue.

It Was Only When I Moved To New York That I Realized Tall Is Good.

I Think It Became Blurry Because I Grew Up In A Very Private Family. I Mixed Privacy And Secrecy Up Somewhere Along The Line. Everything Became A Secret, And I Thought That Was How You Should Live. Lying About Everything. The Mask I Put On As A Kid To Survive Was The Funny Lady. Then The Funny Person All Of A Sudden Became Harder To Do Without Substances. Substances Let Me Keep The Mask On Longer. Until It Doesn't Work Anymore And You're Just A Mess.

Yes, Creative People Are More Prone To Addiction Or Addictive Behavior. But, Equally As Prone Is Your Mailman, Your Mother, Your Brother, Your Friend, The Guy Who Does Your Banking. It's Everywhere. The Thing That Happens In The Press Sometimes Is Whitney Houston. She Was Just An Addict. Just Like Your Uncle Steve.