Book : Haywire - Hayward, Brooke

-Titulo Original : Haywire

-Fabricante :

Vintage

-Descripcion Original:

From the moment of its publication in 1977, Haywire was a national sensation and a #1 bestseller, a celebrated Hollywood memoir of a glittering family and the stunning darkness that lurked just beneath the surface. Brooke Hayward was born into the most enviable of circumstances. The daughter of a famous actress and a successful Hollywood agent, she was beautiful, wealthy, and living at the very center of the most privileged life America had to offer. Yet at twenty-three her family was ripped apart. Who could have imagined that this magical life could shatter, so conclusively, so destructively? Brooke Hayward tells the riveting story of how her family went haywire. Review “ Haywire is a Hollywood childhood memoir, a glowing tapestry spun with equal parts of gold and pain. . . . An absolute beauty.” - The New York Times Book Review “Moving and brave and beautifully written. . . . [Hayward] has told it as Fitzgerald might have-with the glow and the glamour, and finally, the heartbreak.” - Newsday “One of the most extraordinary personal memoirs Ive ever read. It has great honesty and charm and humor and beauty, and it is deeply moving.” -Truman Capote “Exquisite.” - Vanity Fair “[A] masterpiece in the genre of harrowing autobiographical tell-all.” - W “Elegant and moving.” -Gore Vidal “A sort of glorious fable from American mythology. . . . A gripping and eloquent memoir by a courageous and classy writer.” - St. Louis Post-Dispatch “She has modeled and acted and written: she writes, in fact, marvelously. Haywire mesmerizes. May it cauterize as well.” - The New York Times “An incredible achievement!” -Lauren Bacall “One of those rare books which seem to alter your perception of things. It is specific and true in dealing with lives that might have served as models for Fitzgerald’s fiction.” -Mike Nicols “Brave, honest, intelligent and greatly moving.” - Newsweek “Engrossing, intimate, moving. . . . Brooke Hayward writes like an angel.” - Cosmopolitan About the Author Brooke Hayward lives in New York. Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. 1Endings She had called me late the night before. Looking back, I recall (or invent?) an urgency to her tone, but really all shed said was Can you have breakfast tomorrow? Hmm. What time? Do you have the proper ingredients? English muffins? Marmalade, et cetera? Wed never shaken the habit of testing one another. Of course, you spoiled brat. Come at ten, you shall have ginger marmalade from Bloomingdales, fresh orange juice I shall squeeze personally, boiled eggs-your customary five and a half minutes. And of course there will be fascinating conversation. Might I have a clue? Wed also become adept at approaching each other with oblique, occasionally fake, courtesy. Silence, as Id expected. Then: Okay, do you have a good gynecologist? My silence. Of course. What for? Brooke, listen. She was suddenly singing. I have never ever been so happy in my life-I think Im pregnant. What? I was predictably stunned, but less by that possibility than by her confiding in me. How the hell did you get pregnant? Oh, she said, giggling, probably from a toilet seat. Bridget. For Gods sake, have you gone mad? I mean, how can you possibly be twenty-one years old and reasonably, one hopes, reasonably intelligent and not have been to a- Brooke, listen. She was positively frenzied with elation. Listen, its entirely possible that I want to get married, Im so in love. Do you hear me? Married! This conversation was moving just out of my reach, like a smoke ring. All I could say was Yes. I see what you mean about breakfast-yes, indeed. Might one ask who the expectant father is? No, never mind. Ten oclock tomorrow. Whats he like, is he nice, does he hurt? I knew she meant the gynecologist. Yes, no, never mind. Actually hes from India-nice blend of exotic and