You're Dead, I'm Rich: A Shamelessly Exploitative Guide to Tabloid Journalism

In "You're Dead, I'm Rich," notorious tabloid terror Gail Hailstorm spills her secrets on how to turn tragedy into cold, hard cash. This no-holds-barred guide to gutter journalism will teach you how to:

Outrun cops in six-inch heels
Hide in morgues (and look fabulous doing it)
Turn crime scene tape into this season's hottest accessory
Milk grieving families for all they're worth (tears = dollar signs, baby!)
Seduce coroners, bribe cops, and blackmail witnesses
Look picture-perfect while digging through dumpsters
Turn libel lawsuits into publicity gold

Packed with "inspirational" anecdotes (RIP to all those expendable interns), fashion tips for the morally bankrupt, and enough name-dropping to give you whiplash, this book is your ticket to the sleazy big leagues.

WARNING: Side effects may include loss of soul, multiple restraining orders, and an inexplicable craving for formaldehyde cocktails.

DISCLAIMER: Author not responsible for jail time, karmic retribution, or spontaneous bouts of conscience (though let's be real, if you're reading this, you probably don't have one).

Remember, in the world of tabloid journalism, facts are optional, but a killer headline is forever. So grab your fake press pass, leave your ethics at the door, and get ready to make headlines... or at least end up in them!

Gail Hailstorm is an award-winning* journalist, bestselling author**, and the reason most celebrities have unlisted numbers.
*Awards may or may not be recognized by any reputable organization
**Best-selling may refer to black market sales only