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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Muchos event listings! But I am feeling the cultural love in this humidity—the heat makes me want to get out there and see some shit, ironically. In any case, Noche Flamenca is performing tomorrow night at the Lincoln Center Bandshell for freeee , which is an awesome thing because tickets to see them are usually $60 and up. And also, they are AMAZING.
