* Chapter 20 Anne headed back to Los Angeles. Fifteen minutes out from the basin she slipped her earpiece in and called her uncle, who complained when he answered the phone that it sounded as if she were addressing him from the bottom of the ocean. Anne kept her eyes…
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A natural amphitheater – 1923 – progress – 1925 – 1927 – Rebuilt, again – 1928 – Twilight at the bowl in the 1930s – note the more pronounced arch – Distinctive – always –
I’ve started taking walks just after six a.m. Yesterday, when I turned the corner were my street starts to climb into the foothills, I saw the windows of a Spanish Colonial had all been flung open to catch the (relative) chill. My neighbor was seated at her kick-ass Steinway playing…
That’s my father, he died many years ago on a business trip to London. And being my father’s daughter, this is the deal—this portrait of him is a link to my Hollywood novel, click and it’ll take you to Amazon. Hold onto your hats for a rare “non-fiction” moment, I…