The author of “Choose Your Own Autobiography” loved “Gone Girl”: “I devoured the acknowledgments, the book cover flaps, the ISBN, you name it. If it had been like a DVD, I could have read the ‘making of’ the writing of the book. I was that into it.”

What books are currently on your night stand?

I have an eclectic mix of types and genres by my bed, as (1) I have a relatively short attention span and tend to bounce between three or four books, and (2) I often read at the end of the night, exhausted, and power through a solid page and a half before nodding off and forgetting what I’ve read. I’ve been pretty busy lately, plus there are these two things roaming around the house at all hours called, um, children, I think. They’ve put a damper on my “dedicated reading” time. But I digress. Current books on night stand: “Street Gang: The Complete History of ‘Sesame Street,' ” by Michael Davis; “Um . . . : Slips, Stumbles, and Verbal Blunders, and What They Mean,” by Michael Erard; “Mockingjay” (the final book of the “Hunger Games” series), by Suzanne Collins; and “The Mirror Effect: How Celebrity Narcissism Is Seducing America,” by Drew Pinsky (though I’m not sure why; it doesn’t relate to me at all, not me, not at all!). Oh, almost forgot: “The Straight Road to Kylie,” by Nico Medina, which I have no intention of reading, but as it’s a paperback it collects nicely the condensation from the cold glass of water on my night stand.

What was the last truly great book you read?

I’m not saying this because I’ve got a lovely part in the movie version of this book, so that’s not the reason that I’m saying this (-ish . . .), but I absolutely loved “Gone Girl,” by Gillian Flynn. Mystery, comedy, thriller, romance (-ish), switching brilliantly between two voices, two brains: just brilliant. I was so into it that I read literally every word — after the story ended, I devoured the acknowledgments, the book cover flaps, the ISBN, you name it. If it had been like a DVD, I could have read the “making of” the writing of the book. I was that into it.

Who’s your favorite actor-turned-writer?

I’d have to tip my hat here to Steve Martin. He’s kind of everything: intellectual, hysterical, sentimental, thoughtful and witty. And a real class act, if you ever get to meet him in person. Plus, he’s a magician. Major bonus points if you’re a magician.