In '75, the year both A Chorus Line and Chicago hit Broadway, my head spun around and I became the ultimate theater queen for life.

I'm deeply driven and want my finger stuck in every pot there is.

For years, I've pushed the idea of a column compilation book mainly because it would be easy - I could just staple 'em all together. But publishers have been resistent, feeling the material dates.

It's not enough for me to cover theater, I have to throw myself around every other art form, and do so thoroughly and relentlessly.

I'm just a simple kid from Brooklyn who landed into the most enchanted lifestyle imaginable.

It's a good thing that columnists don't make homosexuality their last taboo anymore. But I wish the columnists themselves would come out too.

I can't drive, so I can only live in New York, which is fine with me.