Today is one of those days when I am so busy that I can’t even stop to think about whether or not I even want to be doing any of these things. Maybe if I was this overwhelmed every day, existential angst would be a thing of my past.
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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Today is one of those days when I am so busy that I can’t even stop to think about whether or not I even want to be doing any of these things. Maybe if I was this overwhelmed every day, existential angst would be a thing of my past.
