After I finished this book, I remember thinking "What about all the collateral damage she left in her wake?" Well, she at least did not spare a thought for any of it. She was also quite open and honest about what a crappy friend she is. She appears to use others, especially other female authors, and after she sucks them dry of whatever she feels she needs from them (wisdom, inspiration, understanding), she blithely drops them. Her book is littered with women's names, but that's it. At least she openly admits to being uninterested in the give and take of friendship. This is a narcissist's bible.