There's good money in true crime, I'm told, and plenty of it lying around, but it's a devil of an art form.
True crime has long been a passion for me, but I'm also a sucker for biographies, particularly of politicians, writers, or Hollywood icons.
I've consumed true crime since first discovering 'Helter Skelter' by Vincent Bugliosi in a used bookstore at age 9 or 10 and staring in fascination and horror at the crime-scene photos in the middle.
I rely on my iPad for on-the-go entertainment. I stock it with TV shows, like 'Parks and Recreation' and the British version of 'The Office.' I'm reading a Charles Manson biography on it too, since I'm weirdly into true crime.
I'm a true-crime addict. It's not something I'm particularly proud of, but I can't stop.
It is a strange thing that true crime has now got entertainment value. I don't know why people love shows about crime so much.
I read a lot of true-crime books, but sometimes they can put you in a bad mood.
I'm definitely caught up in the Kool-Aid of true-crime stories.
