And on that beat, Monday night the Met opens its season with a cool outdoor showing of the premiere at Lincoln Center—it’s free but tickets are required—read more here, if you are much of a nerd as I am.
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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And on that beat, Monday night the Met opens its season with a cool outdoor showing of the premiere at Lincoln Center—it’s free but tickets are required—read more here, if you are much of a nerd as I am.
Met, I’d make this happen for every event (though...guess that would get cold). The free...
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