Interesting from a rock history perspective, and a peek at the New York scene in the late 70s. However, I found the author to be irritatingly pretentious and desperate to be regarded as intelligentsia, lest we think she's just a punk rocker. Also, she emphasizes throughout the book about how much Mapplethorpe loved her. I have no reason to doubt it, but I wondered why she went on and on about it, enough already. No real insight into what really made Mapplethorpe tick. I'd like to know more about his early life.