The NYT has decided to revive the Happy Days blog from 2006, now that troubled times are upon us and wellness/contentment advice is all the rage. So far, I like it. But also, I secretly read Oprah magazine, every month.
Writer/editor. New Mexican tumbleweed blown east to skyscraper country.
Right now, I am working on a book about F. Scott Fitzgerald, Sheilah Graham, and Hollywood in the 1930s. It will also contain a lot of drinking, powder blue suits, dances at the Cocoanut Grove, betrayal, gossip columns, crazy ladies, secret Jews, film lot moguls, and Dorothy Parker quips at funerals. If the world is still around then, it should be out from Random House around 2014. So let's hope the Mayans were wrong.
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The NYT has decided to revive the Happy Days blog from 2006, now that troubled times are upon us and wellness/contentment advice is all the rage. So far, I like it. But also, I secretly read Oprah magazine, every month.
