Here's the Story: Surviving Marcia Brady and Finding My True Voice

Here's the Story: Surviving Marcia Brady and Finding My True Voice

Maureen McCormick

Language: English

Pages: 320

ISBN: 0061490156

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

The New York Times bestseller Here’s the Story is the poignant memoir of Maureen McCormick, who starred as the beloved Marcia Brady on the hit series The Brady Bunch. Maureen tells her shocking and inspirational true story, taking readers behind the scenes of one of America’s favorite television families, and to the dark side, where she was caught up in a fast-paced, drug-fueled, star-studded Hollywood existence that ultimately led to the biggest battle of her life.

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world there was more to me than Marcia. I wanted to be known for serious work and winning awards. But nothing came from the auditions I went on. People wanted to meet me, it seemed. Some asked me out. Others just wanted to look at me. There always seemed to be so much promise. Then it failed to materialize. Little by little, like waves and wind reshaping a rocky shoreline, that process, the cruelest part of Hollywood, chipped away at my confidence, sense of self, determination, and hope. “Almost

When they were empty, he refilled them. He glanced around my apartment, commenting on a few things. He also talked enthusiastically about the show and me. I didn’t know which was more intoxicating, the champagne or his compliments. At some point, he asked to see my bedroom. I admit that I was tipsy and turned on as I got up and led him down the hall. Once inside, it felt like the temperature in the room went up about a hundred degrees. Suddenly he turned toward me and said that he wanted me. I

good-natured. He liked sports, played guitar, and was incredibly romantic. Our affair was hot and heavy. I actually thought he was the one I would marry. But once again my drug use got in the way. Some days were lovely, and other days I was like a cyclone tearing through a house. There were times when I was so coked out of my mind I wouldn’t let him into my apartment. I also blew off dates. I can still picture a time when he stood downstairs at the front desk and had security buzz me over and

have on. One day he walked in with a two-foot-tall, red-and-white-striped Cat in the Hat–like thing on top of his head. He also wore a Hawaiian print shirt and sweatpants. He asked to use the bathroom and left the door open, yelling, “So how’s everything going? How are you doing today?” I didn’t know how to respond. I thought I was hallucinating. One day, I heard Dr. Landy and Nancy mention something about microphones they’d planted in my apartment. I didn’t know whether or not they bugged my

us were hatching schemes when something by the front door caught my eye. I glanced over and saw three guys walk in, including Michael. Talk about providential! They came over to say hello. With my heart pounding, I invited Michael to the party—and he said yes. At the party, I worried that he might not show up. I kept my eyes on the door until I saw him walk in. Then, instead of saying hi, I made a beeline to the bathroom to check my hair and makeup. I kept an eye on Michael from afar, and I

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