former Editor-in-Chief of Vibe and Spinmagazines a Alan Light
Robin Green broke ground for women as part of two media revolutions-Rolling Stone's reimagining of the magazine and the new era for television ushered in by The Sopranos. With The Only Girl, she offers sharp and striking scenes of a culture in transition, creating a vivid sense of both the thrilling possibilities and the heartbreaking limitations of the times.
New York Times
A dishy memoir about life…during the sex and drugs heyday of the 1970s.”
WNYC
Brutally honest, Ms. Green writes about what it was like to be the first woman granted entry into an iconic boys club.
Guardian (London)
"[A] funny, candid memoir…Green paints a vivid picture of being at the epicentre of the new rock’n’roll bohemian culture with the Rolling Stone crowd.”
Hello Giggles
a must-read for anyone who has ever been or felt like, well, the only girl in the room.
New York Times bestselling author Bill Buford
Only girl on the masthead? And in the room! And still standing! And with cojones! Green has written a straight-talking, utterly indiscrete, deliciously shocking story about being in the right place at the right time pretty much all the time.”
Financial Times
Her prose has a freewheeling, informal quality, summoning some moments vividly.
Booklist
In this candid memoir, she shares how she earned a reputation as a bitch, what it was like working alongside the intimidating Annie Leibovitz and witnessing the drug-fueled ravings of Hunter S. Thompson, and why she was fired over a Kennedy story...Filled with plenty of sex, drugs, and some rock 'n' roll, this offers a one of-a-kind perspective on the people behind a cultural phenomenon.
Zyzzyva
The Only Girl's vigor comes from her blunt acknowledgment of the diffidence she faced early in her career. To follow her path to being paid, published, and praised amid many tribulations proves both a solace and great reward.
USA Today (★★★½)
A ramble through the sex, drugs, and rock ’n’ roll wilderness of the ’70s…She writes unsparingly of her frailties, her fixations, the honest appetites of an explorer in a fragmenting America. Brave survivor of the psychedelic wars, she came, she saw, she conquered.”
author of The Harder They Come and The Terranauts T.C. Boyle
A funny, frank, powerful and ultimately moving memoir by an extraordinary writer who didn't merely roll with the Zeitgeist but remade it in her own image.
Red Carpet Crash
a stunning tribute to a bygone era and a publication that defined a generation,
From the Publisher
Compulsively readable, laugh out loud funny and beautifully crafted. I ate up every word. If you thought they had more fun back then, this book will prove that you were right."—Ruth Reichl, bestselling author of My Kitchen Year
Robin has written a frank, witty and loving memoir about growing up in the milieu of the seventies at Rolling Stone. Her honesty and insight brought all those times back, some of RS's wildest and wackiest early days."—Jann Wenner, Co-Founder and Publisher of Rolling Stone
USA Today
She writes unsparingly of her frailties, her fixations, the honest appetites of an explorer in a fragmenting America. Brave survivor of the psychedelic wars, she came, she saw, she conquered.
No Depression
Entertaining, page-turning, and scorchingly candid new memoir.
Library Journal
With humor and candid self-reflection, the author details her struggles after being fired from Rolling Stone...Reading like a real-life road novel, Green's memoir is a must for aspiring writers.
Kirkus
A lusty, reflective, score-settling memoir from the woman who steered a chaotic career course between Rolling Stone and The Sopranos...Green's memoir is both a solid insider's account and a happy-go-lucky, lifelong coming-of-age story.
New York Daily News
They say if you remember the '60s, you weren't there. But Robin Green was. She remembers the '70s, too, and all that followed. And what's more, in "The Only Girl," she names names... lately, Green's been thinking back on those hippie San Francisco days again. Her trips to Big Sur, beautifully crazy friends, and her own flower-child belief that anything — absolutely anything — was possible. Turns out, she was right.
Guardian
[A] funny, candid memoir...Green paints a vivid picture of being at the epicentre of the new rock'n'roll bohemian culture with the Rolling Stone crowd.
journalist and author of Among the Thugs and Heat Bill Buford
Only girl on the masthead? And in the room! And still standing! And with cojones! Green has written a straight-talking, utterly indiscrete, deliciously shocking story about being in the right place at the right time pretty much all the time.
Kirkus Reviews
2018-05-28
A lusty, reflective, score-settling memoir from the woman who steered a chaotic career course between Rolling Stone and The Sopranos.In this debut book, Green recounts the lively, raucous tale of how she found, lost, and regained her groove, smoking dope and winning Emmys in the process. The well-educated daughter of "upwardly striving East Side Jews," she headed west in the late 1960s with a diploma from Brown University, a rich boyfriend, and only a vague sense of what to do when she got there. By dint of luck, as well as talent, Green wound up at Rolling Stone, scoring a cover story on Marvel Comics (where she had briefly worked) that established her trademark droll tone. "Go be ironic" was her mission, and she delivered with numerous significant pieces, including profiles of Dennis Hopper at his most obnoxious and David Cassidy at his most naïve. Besides breaking a pot-befogged glass ceiling—she distinguished herself among "the brainy and evolved sugar candy that was the girls of Rolling Stone"—she happily indulged her inner wild child. She also got sloppy—e.g., setting out to interview the children of the late Robert F. Kennedy, she "crossed a journalistic line" by sleeping with his son. Although her career briefly bottomed out, Green staged an impressive comeback as a TV writer who could navigate both the high (Northern Exposure, The Sopranos) and mid-range (Blue Bloods) plateaus. Her story is wildly picaresque—upper-middle-class to rags to homes in New York and Los Angeles—revealing (especially when dealing with the backstage politics of TV production), and at times wearyingly materialistic and self-absorbed.Arriving on the heels of Sticky Fingers, Joe Hagan's biography of Rolling Stone founder Jann Wenner, Green's memoir is both a solid insider's account and a happy-go-lucky, lifelong coming-of-age story.
