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.
Taj Forer, Garden Hose, Cost Mesa, California
Taj has such a good eye for catching color and texture in even the small things. I so want some prints from his Threefold Sun series for my new apartment—he captured farmers and rural schools in the mid- and southwests. So good.
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