Rivers’ funeral will be held Sunday (Sept. 7) at a synagogue on Manhattan’s Upper East Side, where she lived for many years.
No further details of the funeral have been made public, but Rivers said in her July 2014 memoir, “Diary of a Mad Diva,” that she hoped her funeral would be like a Hollywood film premiere.
“Lights, cameras, action! I want craft services, I want paparazzi and I want publicists making a scene,” she wrote in the book. Sales have spiked 60,000 percent since her death and her final book now occupies the No. 2 position on amazon.com. (see below)
“I want Meryl Streep crying, in five different accents. I don’t want a eulogy; I want Bobby Vinton to pick up my head and sing ‘Mr. Lonely.'”
Rivers had also previously said she wanted to be cremated.
Despite her feisty image, Joan confessed that she considered committing suicide after her husband, Edgar Rosenberg, killed himself in 1987. It was one of the darkest periods in he life.
She had just lost her Fox late night show, which only lasted a year on the air. Edgar had been fired as her producer. At the time, Melissa wasn’t speaking to her, and Joan had gotten fired from a string of jobs.
A distraught Rivers said she also contemplated suicide and sat one night with a gun in her lap. But her suicidal thoughts were snapped after her dog abruptly jumped in her lap.
Joan said she was worried that if she killed herself, no one would take care of her dog, according to her book.
Joan went on to lecture on depression and suicide. She encouraged depressed people to remember that life goes on and tough times don’t last forever.
“I tell people this is a horrible, awful dark moment, but it will change,” she said. “You must know it’s going to change and you push forward. I look back and think, ‘Life is great, life goes on.'”
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|Diary of a Mad Diva|
Joan Rivers at her best… complaining.
I Hate Everyone…Starting with Me
Murder at the Academy Awards (R): A Red Carpet Murder Mystery
Bouncing Back : I’ve Survived Everything…and I Mean Everything…and You Can Too!
Men Are Stupid . . . And They Like Big Boobs
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Rare Joan Rivers from early in her career. Expect to pay a premium for this book.
Don’t Count the Candles: Just Keep the Fire Lit!
From Mother to Daughter: Thoughts and Advice on Life, Love, and Marriage
The Life and Hard Times of Heidi Abromowitz
Jewelry by Joan Rivers