IT’S the first time, after years and years of acting, that she’s decided to have no character to hide behind, no script to follow, no lines to read and no one directing her next move.
Instead, she’s peeling back the layers to reveal her most intimate and traumatic secrets after keeping her personal life bottled up for decades.
Kerry Washington’s memoir, Thicker than Water, exposes the woman behind the glossy screen façade – and it packs a punch.
Laying bare her deepest, darkest moments was hard for Kerry – so hard she almost pulled out of the book deal. But once she started writing, it became a cathartic experience.
