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.

June 18th 2008

Later tonight I will be flying back to my homeland (aka Land of Enchantment, aka Oppenheimer’s playground, aka New Mex), where I will be until Sunday. I haven’t seen a Sandia summer in years so I am looking forward. There will be hiking (oh yes, I actually do that), iced red zinger tea at the Flying Star, driving with the sunroof open down San Mateo Boulevard, Hot 97 on the radio and dry heat beating down. There will be cheap turquoise and ancho powder and constellations and citronella candles and flatbread with honey and coyotes at my windowsill.

I need this trip more than I initially imagined when I booked it. More than ever.

Posted at 11:03am.

Later tonight I will be flying back to my homeland (aka Land of Enchantment, aka Oppenheimer’s playground, aka New Mex), where I will be until Sunday. I haven’t seen a Sandia summer in years so I am looking forward. There will be hiking (oh yes, I actually do that), iced red zinger tea at the Flying Star, driving with the sunroof open down San Mateo Boulevard, Hot 97 on the radio and dry heat beating down. There will be cheap turquoise and ancho powder and constellations and citronella candles and flatbread with honey and coyotes at my windowsill. I need this trip more than I initially imagined when I booked it. More than ever.

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