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Our newsletter hand-delivers the best bits to your inbox. Sign up to unlock our digital magazines and also receive the latest news, events, offers and partner promotions. Hell, Hitch even argues with himselfโespecially over his new memoir, Hitch Or the time Hitch was rejected by a hard-haggling prostitute at a New York City brothel, which he visited with Amis "I think he found it in the pages of Screw magazine," he tells us.
Behind the brashness and belligerence, he confesses in the book, lies a fear of boredom. We were surprised to learn you had a stutter as a kid. How did you become a grandiloquent God-slayer?
I had to train myself to think before I speak, which I think is good advice. You might as well engage the mind before the mouth. But really, I can talk as long as I likeโpreferably without interruption.
With your oft-documented attachment to a stiff drink, did you find it difficult to dredge up memories to write about? Loss of memory is much more frightening than any other malady. I always say, "When you can't remember, you should stop drinking. Like the image of Bill Clinton packing away the pot brownies while you were both students at Oxford.
