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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Apparently all ladies books in the UK are getting the girly cover treatment, high-minded or not. Yeah, it’s here too. Does this really look like it just won the Pen/Faulkner and is mostly about the struggles of octogenarian New Yorkers after the 80s arts boom?:
