There I was, feigning interest. It was my job. Readers wanted to know all about their movie stars, or at least about my encounters with them. From A-listers and B-listers right down to Z-listers. The whole stupid Hollywood alphabet top to bottom. Names like this one to be forgotten as quickly as my own. They needed the publicity and I needed the job. I wasn’t a star fucker. I’ll say that for myself, having come from the newsroom with no more interest in movie stars than any routine reporter. I was a stand-in for star fuckers.