Her throat was slashed. Then she died. In the words of Robert Durst, "Bye bye." :(
Back in October of 2012, Lena Dunham sold a comedy memoir to Random House for $3.7M with an illustrated, 66-page proposal. The first season of Girls ended mid-June of that year—if you want a picture of where we, collectively, stood with Horvath and Co.—and so the news of the book deal was received about as warmly as you'd expect. Today's New Yorker published its first "Personal History" column relating to the book, due out at the end of September, and it's some hardline Dunham for sure. But is that good or bad? Still can't tell for sure.