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.
I know I’ve been putting up a lot about the new site, but that’s where my time seems to have been sinking lately, and I am so happy that it is. My first piece went up today—excited to be included with stories about Michelle O’s hair and John McCain’s temper, even if I just said “girls are pretty and can act, really.”
Done with this subject for a while.
