"Well, Dill was based on Truman Capote, so..."
So Dill goes to NYC, collects a bunch of rich women for his friends, writes a book about their private lives, is ostracized by NY society, dies a lonely alcoholic and is the subject of a Broadway play with Robert Morse playing him.
If anyone ever tells you that you put too much Parmesan cheese on your pasta, stop talking to them. You don't need that kind of negativity in your life.