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.

Edith Wharton, on her friend Walter Berry (from A Backward Glance).

Posted at 4:11pm.

I had never known any one so instantly and unerringly moved by all that was finest in literature. His praise of great work was like a trumpet-call. I never heard it without discovering new beauties in the work he praised; he was one of those commentators who could unseal one’s eyes. I remember him once saying to me, when I was very young ‘It is easy to see superficial resemblances between things. It takes a first-rate mind to perceive the differences underneath.’ Nothing has ever sharpened my own critical sense as much as that.

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