Rachel Profiling

Hello, I'm Rachel.

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.

If you want to say hi please do. Or find me in short form, here.

watching this again made me kind of sad that tv spot ads have all but lost their cred. i know we will have pop-ups on online video and have to wade through mini-promos during VOD, but they may not be the innovative creative moments that people talk about the next day (we just won’t be watching the same things enough to have anything to talk about…). i’m glad ads are (someday) going to help me rather than interrupt me, but—call me old-fashioned—i used to love it when spots like this would bust into my life without asking.

more: the commercial’s worst nightmare [boston globe]

Posted at 10:12am.

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