I Understand Why Society, Especially American Society,

It Took Me Realizing That A Broken Heart Has Never Actually Killed Anyone To Find The Courage To Ask For What I Want, In Just About Every Situation. That Was Part Of My Own Growing Up.

One Time I Had Too Many Heinekens And I Googled Myself And Realized That That Was A Very, Very Bad Combination. One Should Not Google Oneself. My Mother Lets Me Know When I'm Being Followed By Paparazzi. She's Like, "there's A Man Who Is Outside Your House, Ginny, And You Need To Be Logging Onto This Website To See If You Can Find A Pattern In When He Follows You." But Otherwise, I Can't Find Any Good Reason To Read My Own Press.

I Think The Noblest Thing You Can Do Is Ask For Help. And I Mean That About Therapy. I Mean That About Dieting.

I Have Very Curly Hair And I Straighten It Every Day - It Takes Maybe Two Minutes. I Can't Imagine Anyone Having A Bigger Challenge Than I Do In The Kinkiness That Is My Crazy 'fro.'

I've Always Been Sort Of Addicted To Genre-jumping. I've Never Been In The Mood To Do The Same Thing I Did Last Time. Hence, Me Going From 'big Love' To Romantic Comedy, To Period Film I Can't Sit Still.