A couple of anecdotes:  After her two kids in the mid-1980s told her about Michael Jackson, whom she'd never heard of, she initiated conversations with him resulting in a book deal.  Except it turned out, over months then years, that MJ didn't want to reveal himself.  An increasingly frustrated Jackie and another from her firm go to visit Jackson at his family compound in Encino, CA to gently lay down the law about getting a publishable manuscript done.  

Jackie is privately appalled when MJ shows her around, the exotic animals, a dog kept penned up in a small space and looking lonely, the gaudy and often weird furnishings.  Quite a vulgar display, and she wonders semi-seriously later to her colleague about calling the ASPCA about the questionable treatment of the animals.

The manuscript turns out badly but the book eventually gets done (and is a best-seller for a while) after a final request/ultimatum from the Jackson camp that Jackie herself write the Introduction.  She does -- but only in the briefest and most underwhelming way.  One paragraph worth of bland Intro.  Jackie did not end up liking the bizarre Jackson.

Another anecdote, and an all-too human story:  Jackie befriends singer-songwriter Carly Simon sometime in the late 80s, and one day Simon invites her to go see Warren Beatty's new movie, Bugsy.  Problem is another big movie is out at the same time, JFK, and so Simon, to avoid any awkwardness for Jackie, goes to some lengths to find a theater where JFK is not showing along with Bugsy.  A theater is finally found, and they arrive just before showtime. Simon sits down with Jackie in the movie house and, apparently out of residual nervousness over the JFK movie being an issue, immediately asks her, "So, have you seen JFK?"