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.

July 28th 2008

The Diaries of Dawn Powell may be one of the best books I’ve ever read, and it’s simply her musings not meant for the general public. I’ll probably excerpt the shit out of more of this book/explain who Dawn Powell is as I go on, but wow. Much recommended.

Posted at 5:09pm.

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June 16, 1948: The artist who really loves people loves them so well the way they are he sees no need to disguise their characteristics—he loves them whole, without retouching. Yet the word always used for this unqualifying affection is “cynicism.
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