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.
New mission: Mussels are hands down my favorite summer food, so I have decided to begin an epic hunt for the best black gold in the city this season. I’ve had killer ones at Fiore and Maison lately, and the moules frites at Juliette are amazing, but I need suggestions! Thanks in advance for helping me eat like an old Belgian man. Wheat beer for all.
