They were the King and Queen of New York: Richard Kilmer, the literary golden boy whose d?but novel had captured America's heart, and his wife Carrie, an Amazonian in height, beauty, and prowess that every musical on Broadway wanted to hire as the city's hottest young choreographer. Behind their throne, however, the dream life they had built was on the verge of collapse. Rich hadn't written a single word of his second novel in three years of...