It anyone ever wondered whether Sheila Graham could write a book without Gerold Frank or Scott Fitzgerald, the answer is yes and no. As a veteran columnist, experienced in keeping up a kind of nonstop chatter, she can write and write and write and it is doubtful whether Frank (who gets his later in the book) really did much to improve the tone. No-- in that Scottie (although dead, and this ""Odyssey of a Modern Woman"" covers the years since his death) is still very much alive throughout the book. In fact, after Sheila married again, and was having her first child, the was secretly hoping he-or-she would look like Scottie. Predictably the marriage didn't last. Nor did the next one. But instead she had her children, Wendy and Rob, and she writes about them-- even Rob's current romantic interests. She also writes about the celebriciety she cultivated, for her column, in Hollywood; since the world is her oyster-- there are a lot of cultured pearls, Howard Hughes and Liz Taylor and Burton and Marilyn, and, and, and. A lot of them she doesn't like; she also doesn't like the people who wrote unfairly about her ""gracious moral man,"" among them Schulberg and Mizener, let alone the Jerry Wald film of her Beloved Infidel.... In any case, this is a full length Confidence, or the my-life-is-an-open-book approach with a page-turning guaranty. Read on, a good many people will.