Rufi Thorpe

My debut novel, "The Girls from Corona del Mar," was published by Knopf in July. I have essays forthcoming in MORE, Vela and Poets & Writers, but I am best known by my dog who is almost nine years old and has stiff pointy feet and is maybe not a dog at all, but some kind of small, spastic pony. Originally from southern California, I currently live in Washington DC with my husband and son where we wither daily from loneliness and lack of California sun. I dislike wearing any shoes but flip-flops, I am continuously fifteen to thirty pounds overweight, and I am overly close to my mother who is just absolutely the best.
Age: 29
Twitter: @RufiThorpe
What I do, Job-wise: write novels
What I do, Fun-wise: write novels, think weird things while watching "Sesame Street" with my two year old, read novels, pretend to be a cat while watching the musical Cats.
My Motto: Hurry Slowly
My Anti-Motto: “That seems a little melodramatic.”
My "celebs to make out with" list: I want to make out with Tina Fey so hard that we actually invert each other and become one being who looks like Alec Baldwin and has a huge following on Twitter.
Last Book I Read Without Skimming Any Parts: The Goldfinch, and according to your view that book is either too “popular” or too “boring,” both of which criticisms seem to me to cancel each other out.
My Most Worn Item Of Clothing: ancient yoga pants so pilled and covered in white dog hair that they actually creak when I move
Beauty Products That I Hoard: Natura Bisse face cream, extraordinarily expensive and the only proof of my vanity and determination to never age. No aspirations to be beautiful-- only to remain alive forever by means of face cream.
I Smell Like: graham crackers and black pepper and Jo Malone perfume
I Have Faked an Orgasm (yes/no): Yep.