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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A. just informed me that Akituusaq, the baby walrus at the NY Aquarium, is having a one-year birthday celebration of epic proportions on June 14-15. With the chance to “touch walrus whiskers and see a blubber demo,” I’m not sure how anyone in their right mind could miss this event. I mean, look at him.
