A vertebrae necklace from local artist Erica Weiner. Cast from snake bones. She writes, “The bones fit together so satisfyingly, and move together in such a weirdly snake-like way, you won’t be able to stop playing with them.”
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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A vertebrae necklace from local artist Erica Weiner. Cast from snake bones. She writes, “The bones fit together so satisfyingly, and move together in such a weirdly snake-like way, you won’t be able to stop playing with them.”
