By Carly Simon
Rating: 2.5 out of 5
From the book flap: “Intimate, candid, and told with a poet’s ear for language,….” Her poets ear for language gags me. The way she describes time with James Taylor is syrupy gross.
Also, it seems she had sex with every man who ever cam to her apartment, including other people’s boyfriends and husbands.
She mentions once or twice that she is a narcissist. She didn’t have to tell me. I could tell from her writing.