My book The Cost of Hope is partly investigative journalism. But it is also a memoir.... a memoir of a rambunctious marriage that -- in retrospect -- was a lot like the kind of old movies that Terence loved to watch. You know, like "It happened One Night" where two people clash and clash and clash until they recognize the inevitable -- and fall in love. Or realize they've been in love all along.
People have been asking me whether it wasn't painful to write-- since this book was written after Terence died. My answer is always: Absolutely not. Quite the opposite. Writing a memoir was like giving me permission to spend another year with him. To spend some luxurious time going over all my favorite memories, to turn those memories into stories, to spend time going over pictures and home movies. It was actually great.