I was reading David Carr’s drug memoir, The Night of the Gun, on my flight to Sundance (thanks, Janet!) and I stopped for a moment because he’s around Park City this week. He’s around, covering the festival for The New York Times, and it got me wondering what it must be like to travel to places and see folks reading your memoir about your previous drug addiction? Must be a good thing to see people reading your words, but also undoubtedly awkward at times.
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