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.

adventure! i finally convinced my parents to try bikram yoga today (my chosen form of torture—something about calisthenics in a sauna does it for me) and it turned out to be a great thing. they were both really scared to try it; my mom petrified by the heat and my dad suffering from a slipped disc and back surgery and barely able to bend down. but they both attacked the exercise and laughed their way through it, giggling during the tense moments when they were both unable to touch their toes. at the end, i looked over and saw them holding hands. i’m going to remember that for some time.

Posted at 9:35pm.

adventure! i finally convinced my parents to try bikram yoga today (my chosen form of torture—something about calisthenics in a sauna does it for me) and it turned out to be a great thing. they were both really scared to try it; my mom petrified by the heat and my dad suffering from a slipped disc and back surgery and barely able to bend down. but they both attacked the exercise and laughed their way through it, giggling during the tense moments when they were both unable to touch their toes. at the end, i looked over and saw them holding hands. i’m going to remember that for some time.

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