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.

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Sting-Why Should I Cry For You

Ok, back to work. But first, a song that Emily recently reminded me was one of my favorites from childhood. I have a secret love for Sting circa the Soul Cages era—it’s so early 90s and synthed out and mystical (he was really obsessed with seafaring and pirates and shipbuilding at the time…sort of gangster).  It turns out to be really good autumn music, the kind you want to have playing when you are walking down a wide street and the wind is just starting to whip.

Posted at 11:15am.

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