Fleetwood Mac singer, Stevie Nicks, recently spoke with Tim McGraw about overcoming addiction on McGraw’s Beyond the Influence Radio show on Apple Music. The 73-year-old is considering penning a memoir, but admits that she wouldn’t want it to be all about her drug use.
“What I wouldn’t put in it,” she said. “I would very gracefully go over the drugs. Because I don’t feel…that they defined my life.”
Nicks also addressed overcoming her cocaine addiction in her early ’40s, and credited only herself for her recovery.
“I managed to save myself,” the “Landslide” singer said. “I got through some pretty scary moments. But I saved me. Nobody else saved me. I survived me. I survived my cocaine. I survived it myself.”
Nicks added, “I checked myself into rehab. Nobody did that for me. I did it and that’s like with my whole life. So I would dance over those parts…just to give the wisdom out to people…but mostly I would just tell all of these really fun, funny stories…because those things I would love to share.”
Stevie Nicks never had children of her own, but has journaled nearly every day since the beginning of her time with Fleetwood Mac, meaning that if she ever chose to write a memoir a lot of the work is already done.
“I think that’s really great because I think of my grandmother, my mom’s mom–I adored her. And I spent every summer with her from when I was about 3 until I was 15, and I just loved her so much and I had so much fun with her,” Nicks said in a 2011 interview. “She would let me stay up all night and drink coffee and watch movies. And I just wish so much that she had been writing, because it she had written it down, I’d have it. I keep my journals in those big leather-bound journals because I find that those don’t get lost. I like to tell all my fairy god-daughters and my niece Jesse that when I’m gone…they can sit on the floor and go through all these journals, and they can walk through my life, and they can smell the gardenia perfume on the pages. They can have it in their hands…who I was.”
Regarding a book based on her life, she once said, “I wouldn’t write a book unless I could really tell the truth, and say all the people are in it are represented right. If I’m gonna talk about all the people in my life, I need to be old enough and so do they, that nobody’s gonna care. I would never write a book about the bad parts. I would mostly revel in the fantastic parts, of which there were so many.”