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I'm Grateful For The Life I Have. I Lived Bad For Many Years, And I've Got A Great Life Now. I've Got The Kind Of Life People Only Dream About.

Anything Less Than Total Candor Was Bullshit. I Owed That To My Readers, I Owed That To Myself, And I Owed That Most Specifically To My Mother. I've Had Some Thrilling Moments In My 18-year Literary Career To This Point, And Nothing Comes Close To Giving Geneva Hilliker Ellroy, The Farm Girl From Tunnel City, Wisconsin, To The World.

There's None With Me, Although You've Seen Me Before - I'm Outrageous.

I'm Not Interested In Popular Culture. I Hate Quentin Tarantino. I Rarely Go To Movies. I Hate Rock 'n' Roll. I Work. I Think. I Listen To Classical Music. I Brood. I Like Sports Cars.

I Drank, I Used Drugs, I Broke Into Houses, Sniffed Women's Undergarments. I Ate Benzedrex Inhalers, Jacked Off For 18 Hours At A Pop, Lived With My Dad In A Shitpad.