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Too L.A.: Letters Never Sent
Pore over the letters of Eve Babitz—queen of the witty, gossipy, and thoroughly engrossing missive.
Joan Didion, Joseph Heller, Annie Leibovitz, Paul Ruscha, Anne Rice, Steve Martin, and many others appear in this first-of-its-kind collection.
Eve Babitz was a pure product of Los Angeles. The goddaughter of the avant-garde composer Igor Stravinsky, she made the scene of just about every midcentury California scene there from the artists of the Ferus Gallery forging a wholly West Coast art, to the genre-creating rock-and-roll bands of the 1960s and '70s, to the literary-cum-Hollywood crowd orbiting Joan Didion and John Gregory Dunne. In between the partying, the drugs, the love affairs, the "squalid overboogie" of it all, Babitz made time to chronicle the world as she saw it in works like Eve's Hollywood; Slow Days, Fast Company; and Sex and Rage. Modest successes in their time, these books have found their audience in the twenty-first century, establishing themselves as the final word in literary cool.
Babitz considered her letters "the kind of writing I do best," calling them "practically a diary," and rarely depositing them into a mailbox. Her missives to friends like Joseph Heller, Annie Leibovitz, Paul Ruscha, and Steve Martin—fresh and frank, dashing and droll-are irresistible, as highly spirited as they are acutely perceptive.
These unsent letters constitute an alternate body of Eve Babitz's work, one that might have been lost had not her sister, Mirandi, found them after her death, packed in unremarkable file boxes taped securely decades before. In Too L.A., Babitz's biographer, Lili Anolik, has performed a remarkable feat, not only raising these letters from the tomb but accompanying them with informative and irreverent commentary, guiding the reader through the uproarious lifelong party that was Eve Babitz's real masterpiece.
Joan Didion, Joseph Heller, Annie Leibovitz, Paul Ruscha, Anne Rice, Steve Martin, and many others appear in this first-of-its-kind collection.
Eve Babitz was a pure product of Los Angeles. The goddaughter of the avant-garde composer Igor Stravinsky, she made the scene of just about every midcentury California scene there from the artists of the Ferus Gallery forging a wholly West Coast art, to the genre-creating rock-and-roll bands of the 1960s and '70s, to the literary-cum-Hollywood crowd orbiting Joan Didion and John Gregory Dunne. In between the partying, the drugs, the love affairs, the "squalid overboogie" of it all, Babitz made time to chronicle the world as she saw it in works like Eve's Hollywood; Slow Days, Fast Company; and Sex and Rage. Modest successes in their time, these books have found their audience in the twenty-first century, establishing themselves as the final word in literary cool.
Babitz considered her letters "the kind of writing I do best," calling them "practically a diary," and rarely depositing them into a mailbox. Her missives to friends like Joseph Heller, Annie Leibovitz, Paul Ruscha, and Steve Martin—fresh and frank, dashing and droll-are irresistible, as highly spirited as they are acutely perceptive.
These unsent letters constitute an alternate body of Eve Babitz's work, one that might have been lost had not her sister, Mirandi, found them after her death, packed in unremarkable file boxes taped securely decades before. In Too L.A., Babitz's biographer, Lili Anolik, has performed a remarkable feat, not only raising these letters from the tomb but accompanying them with informative and irreverent commentary, guiding the reader through the uproarious lifelong party that was Eve Babitz's real masterpiece.
448 pages, Paperback
Published June 23, 2026
About the author
Eve Babitz
14 books3,895 followersBabitz was born in Hollywood, California, the daughter of Mae, an artist, and Sol, a classical violinist on contract with 20th Century Fox.Her father was of Russian Jewish descent and her mother had Cajun (French) ancestry.Babitz's parents were friends with the composer Igor Stravinsky, who was her godfather.
In 1963, her first brush with notoriety came through Julian Wasser's iconic photograph of a nude, twenty-year-old Babitz playing chess with the artist Marcel Duchamp, on the occasion of his landmark retrospective at the Pasadena Art Museum. The show was curated by Walter Hopps, with whom Babitz was having an affair at the time. The photograph is described by the Smithsonian Archives of American Art as being “among the key documentary images of American modern art”.
Because of her ideas about sexuality, both in writing and life, much of the press over the years has emphasized her various romantic associations with famous men, including singer/poet Jim Morrison, artists (and brothers) Ed Ruscha and Paul Ruscha, and Hopps, amongst others. Babitz appears in Ed Ruscha’s artist book Five 1965 Girlfriends. Eve Babitz had affairs with comedian/writer Steve Martin, actor Harrison Ford, and writer Dan Wakefield, among others. She has been compared favorably with Edie Sedgwick, the protegee of Andy Warhol at The Factory in New York City.
Eve Babitz began her independent career as an artist, working in the music industry for Ahmet Ertegun at Atlantic Records, making album covers. In the late 1960s, she designed album covers for Linda Ronstadt, The Byrds, and Buffalo Springfield. Her most famous cover was a collage for the 1967 album Buffalo Springfield Again.
Her articles and short stories have appeared in Rolling Stone, Vogue, Cosmopolitan, and Esquire magazines. She is the author of several books including Eve's Hollywood; Slow Days, Fast Company; Sex and Rage; Two By Two; and L.A. Woman. Transitioning to her particular blend of fiction and memoir beginning with Eve's Hollywood, Babitz’s writing of this period is indelibly marked by the cultural scene of Los Angeles during that time, with numerous references and interactions to the artists, musicians, writers, actors, and sundry other iconic figures that made up the scene in the 1960s, 70s, and 80s.
In 1997, Babitz was severely injured when ash from a cigar she was smoking ignited her skirt, causing life-threatening third-degree burns over half her body. Because she had no health insurance, friends and family organized a fund-raising auction to pay her medical bills. Friends and former lovers donated cash and artworks to help pay for her long recovery. Babitz became somewhat more reclusive after this incident, but was still willing to be interviewed on occasion.
Babitz died of Huntington's disease at Ronald Reagan UCLA Medical Center in Los Angeles on December 17, 2021, at age 78.
In 1963, her first brush with notoriety came through Julian Wasser's iconic photograph of a nude, twenty-year-old Babitz playing chess with the artist Marcel Duchamp, on the occasion of his landmark retrospective at the Pasadena Art Museum. The show was curated by Walter Hopps, with whom Babitz was having an affair at the time. The photograph is described by the Smithsonian Archives of American Art as being “among the key documentary images of American modern art”.
Because of her ideas about sexuality, both in writing and life, much of the press over the years has emphasized her various romantic associations with famous men, including singer/poet Jim Morrison, artists (and brothers) Ed Ruscha and Paul Ruscha, and Hopps, amongst others. Babitz appears in Ed Ruscha’s artist book Five 1965 Girlfriends. Eve Babitz had affairs with comedian/writer Steve Martin, actor Harrison Ford, and writer Dan Wakefield, among others. She has been compared favorably with Edie Sedgwick, the protegee of Andy Warhol at The Factory in New York City.
Eve Babitz began her independent career as an artist, working in the music industry for Ahmet Ertegun at Atlantic Records, making album covers. In the late 1960s, she designed album covers for Linda Ronstadt, The Byrds, and Buffalo Springfield. Her most famous cover was a collage for the 1967 album Buffalo Springfield Again.
Her articles and short stories have appeared in Rolling Stone, Vogue, Cosmopolitan, and Esquire magazines. She is the author of several books including Eve's Hollywood; Slow Days, Fast Company; Sex and Rage; Two By Two; and L.A. Woman. Transitioning to her particular blend of fiction and memoir beginning with Eve's Hollywood, Babitz’s writing of this period is indelibly marked by the cultural scene of Los Angeles during that time, with numerous references and interactions to the artists, musicians, writers, actors, and sundry other iconic figures that made up the scene in the 1960s, 70s, and 80s.
In 1997, Babitz was severely injured when ash from a cigar she was smoking ignited her skirt, causing life-threatening third-degree burns over half her body. Because she had no health insurance, friends and family organized a fund-raising auction to pay her medical bills. Friends and former lovers donated cash and artworks to help pay for her long recovery. Babitz became somewhat more reclusive after this incident, but was still willing to be interviewed on occasion.
Babitz died of Huntington's disease at Ronald Reagan UCLA Medical Center in Los Angeles on December 17, 2021, at age 78.
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June 3, 2026
the worst person you know, also your close personal friend
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May 13, 2026Wish I could write her a fan letter letting her know how much her writing means to me
July 1, 2026
eve babitz, light of my life sun of my universe muse of all muses!!!! TO ME reading her letters is like if jesus dropped a behind the scenes of the bible
July 23, 2026
I was getting annoyed reading all these letters but now I miss her. She’s my tragic brilliant genius of an idiot!
Lili Anolik as always- added nothing of note except pissing me off which is why I’ll throw this 4 stars instead of 5. Her footnotes were like if your mom tried to make you hold her hand to cross the street when you’re like 15.
Lili Anolik as always- added nothing of note except pissing me off which is why I’ll throw this 4 stars instead of 5. Her footnotes were like if your mom tried to make you hold her hand to cross the street when you’re like 15.
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July 2, 2026Standout line for me was obviously “If I have a girl, I’m calling her Sophie Sofie.” As a Sophie, in that moment I further knew that she had good taste.
I think the entirety of this collection content wise can be described in words from Babitz herself in regards to her own writing: “Maybe it’s my personality that makes people listen to my stories even though they’re not about anything, [don’t have] any of the old disciplines. Maybe I’m cheating by having glue-on speech patterns and [a] sort of cute delivery. But why can’t my stories be O.K.? I’m not trying to write Oedipus [Rex] or anything. I’m just trying to tell these stories I love and can’t resist. After all, nobody knows about this place or these people.”
It’s her personality that keeps us reading, whether it be her letters, her diaries, her grocery lists, her tea leaves, her lips, etc., though as with Didion, at a certain point in these posthumous releases it begs the question: when should we leave them alone, and when will we?
I think the entirety of this collection content wise can be described in words from Babitz herself in regards to her own writing: “Maybe it’s my personality that makes people listen to my stories even though they’re not about anything, [don’t have] any of the old disciplines. Maybe I’m cheating by having glue-on speech patterns and [a] sort of cute delivery. But why can’t my stories be O.K.? I’m not trying to write Oedipus [Rex] or anything. I’m just trying to tell these stories I love and can’t resist. After all, nobody knows about this place or these people.”
It’s her personality that keeps us reading, whether it be her letters, her diaries, her grocery lists, her tea leaves, her lips, etc., though as with Didion, at a certain point in these posthumous releases it begs the question: when should we leave them alone, and when will we?
August 27, 2026
LILI ANOLIK YOU PISS ME OFF!!!!! Although I appreciate the footnotes which (sometimes) explain who everyone is, you inserted wayyyyyy too much of your own bias into them. You are the editor, not the co-author. AND you’re constantly shitting on Eve for her bad spelling but there are HELLA TYPOS in your commentary. Embarrassing.
September 2, 2026
I saw a TikTok that said "RIP Eve Babitz, u would've hated Ozempic," which I appreciated in spirit, but anyone who's read these letters knows Eve would’ve ordered it in bulk, lol.
As an Eve apologist (a necessary title, given her later-in-life turn), having this unfiltered access to her mind was incredible.
That said, I think reading 448 pages worth of anyone’s letters is a test of endurance! Even the most interesting Californian to ever live isn't immune to a few pieces of boring mail.
I really appreciated the added context before each era of Eve's life, and the footnotes were lifesavers. The only problem is that Eve was a real person with a massive social circle, not a fictional character with a limited cast. A single footnote on page 50 wasn't enough to help me remember who someone was when they reappeared 100 pages later.
Also, I’m pouring one out for every "unidentified person" in the footnotes, because it filled me with absolute existential dread to realize those were real human beings with lives just as complex as Eve's (albeit less thrilling), who are now completely forgotten by the world. (At least I have my youth)
As an Eve apologist (a necessary title, given her later-in-life turn), having this unfiltered access to her mind was incredible.
That said, I think reading 448 pages worth of anyone’s letters is a test of endurance! Even the most interesting Californian to ever live isn't immune to a few pieces of boring mail.
I really appreciated the added context before each era of Eve's life, and the footnotes were lifesavers. The only problem is that Eve was a real person with a massive social circle, not a fictional character with a limited cast. A single footnote on page 50 wasn't enough to help me remember who someone was when they reappeared 100 pages later.
Also, I’m pouring one out for every "unidentified person" in the footnotes, because it filled me with absolute existential dread to realize those were real human beings with lives just as complex as Eve's (albeit less thrilling), who are now completely forgotten by the world. (At least I have my youth)
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August 17, 2026I can’t rate someone’s letters, but a Substack article is coming
June 18, 2026
Here are my thoughts on Eve Babitz's "Too L.A." Read them here: https://open.substack.com/pub/tosh/p/...
July 18, 2026
lili anolik really thinks she’s hot shit huh
August 7, 2026
I savored this one, in direct opposition to the way I wanted to tear through it. Picked it up in little pieces and reread and reread and reread passages and quotes to myself, and to anyone that would listen. I don't know that Eve and I would've been friends (or even gotten along, truthfully) but I get something about her and her writing the way I feel about Fitzgerald. Her ability to highlight contradictory human behavior that frustrated her, in the same breath as exercising her deepest professions of love— for a man, for a woman, for LA— inspires me deeply. That, and she's hilarious.
For all the Penny Lane, Daisy Jones apologists: read Eve.
For all the Penny Lane, Daisy Jones apologists: read Eve.
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September 2, 2026Reading a 400 page book of (largely unsent) letters has the potential to become very boring very fast but I enjoyed this. It’s been nice to slip into Eve’s reality for a bit, which feels so different from my own (school, lol). However, I will say that I find Lili Anolik to be disturbing, and while it didn’t manage to ruin the experience of reading these letters for me, I think that her ‘work’ is offensive to all forms of scholarship out there, and I can’t really understand her motivation for much of what she has chosen to do with her research, or the portrait she’s attempted to forge of Eve and Joan Didion, in particular.
September 13, 2026
babitz is maybe the progenitor of a particular annoying internet personal essay affect but as usual is charming and actually talented. the letters can be uneven but some are stunning (her letters to Joe Heller, her re-drafted break-up letters). Lili Anolik as the gatekeeper to all things Babitz is still annoying (and i find presumptuous).
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March 31, 2026življenje ima končno spet smisel
September 11, 2026
I can’t believe it’s over. I’ve dragged this out. Will I get anything else from Eve? I’m so sad that I’ve finished. I’ve laughed, been in love, angry, cried. I said I’d read her shopping list so to be able to read her letters and journal has been a gift. However, when I die, my journals cannot see the light of day. Find them, burn the papers but keep the leather journal cover and get inserts to write in it yourself. I’d be dead and embarrassed if they were set free to the public. I’d rather just be dead
August 13, 2026
The problem I had with this book is that I had already read “Slow Days, Fast Company”. And, much like reading a Didion book after “The Year of Magical Thinking” (not to be yet another person comparing the two) this just falls short of any expectations.
Eve Babitz is awesome. She embodies the whole essence and mythology of LA (sex, drugs, and rock & roll) and has this conviction that whatever is happening tonight is probably more important than whatever you are supposed to be doing tomorrow.
BUT, in “Slow Days, Fast Company” she could write about a party, a lover, a restaurant, a drive around LA and make it worthy of it being recorded. In “Too LA” she never quite gives me that same feeling nor do I feel the same intimacy. In both books it’s clear that behind the LA extravaganza there’s a woman trying to find herself through her art, her writing, her lovers, her friends, and even her addiction. But in “Slow Days, Fast Company” we get a reflection afterwards - here, we get mail.
Eve Babitz is awesome. She embodies the whole essence and mythology of LA (sex, drugs, and rock & roll) and has this conviction that whatever is happening tonight is probably more important than whatever you are supposed to be doing tomorrow.
BUT, in “Slow Days, Fast Company” she could write about a party, a lover, a restaurant, a drive around LA and make it worthy of it being recorded. In “Too LA” she never quite gives me that same feeling nor do I feel the same intimacy. In both books it’s clear that behind the LA extravaganza there’s a woman trying to find herself through her art, her writing, her lovers, her friends, and even her addiction. But in “Slow Days, Fast Company” we get a reflection afterwards - here, we get mail.
June 6, 2026
The ultimate good time gal.
(Thank you to NYR Books for the ARC <3)
(Thank you to NYR Books for the ARC <3)
July 16, 2026
i had fun with this one, slowly filling in the gaps in my knowledge of eve after reading 'slow days, fast company' and lili's 'didion and babitz'.
i think eve is such a character, so her life is inherently interesting, but there wasn't much introspection on eve's part which makes sense since these are (unsent) letters and not diary entries (although there was a whole section of that in the middle and these still did not help me feel what i wanted to feel). at times the constant rotating cast of characters' of eve's life was hard to follow and bogged down my reading a bit.
you can tell lili put a LOT of work into compiling and editing these letters and it's truly a testament to how important she understands these letters to be. if nothing else, it was a great companion piece to lili's other work about eve, but it sadly wasn't my favorite work i've read by/concerning eve. i'll always love her, though. she's the embodiment of la and the ultimateeee IT girl.
"i came, i saw, i ate 2 brownies, i left. - eve"
i think eve is such a character, so her life is inherently interesting, but there wasn't much introspection on eve's part which makes sense since these are (unsent) letters and not diary entries (although there was a whole section of that in the middle and these still did not help me feel what i wanted to feel). at times the constant rotating cast of characters' of eve's life was hard to follow and bogged down my reading a bit.
you can tell lili put a LOT of work into compiling and editing these letters and it's truly a testament to how important she understands these letters to be. if nothing else, it was a great companion piece to lili's other work about eve, but it sadly wasn't my favorite work i've read by/concerning eve. i'll always love her, though. she's the embodiment of la and the ultimateeee IT girl.
"i came, i saw, i ate 2 brownies, i left. - eve"
October 27, 2026
I loved loved loved getting to hear more from Eve! She is so funny and witty and unapologetically herself. I’m so inspired by the abandon with which she wrote and lived her life, squalid overboogie and all. The book is too long and not all letters merit attention, but as a fan of hers, I really savored every page.
Now Lili Anolik, I am no fan of. If I had to read one more “Actually, …” or “Eve was so close” from her, I’d have thrown the book out of the window. Her pedantic, condescending comments in the footnotes were a total fucking bummer. Who cares if a date is off by two years or if a name is misspelled? We weren’t there! We don’t know these people! We’re here for the ride of Eve’s charm, not historical accuracy. Her style is so antithetical to Eve’s, it’s really ironic that she’s the one championing the Eve Babitz revival (which she does not let you forget for a single second).
Now Lili Anolik, I am no fan of. If I had to read one more “Actually, …” or “Eve was so close” from her, I’d have thrown the book out of the window. Her pedantic, condescending comments in the footnotes were a total fucking bummer. Who cares if a date is off by two years or if a name is misspelled? We weren’t there! We don’t know these people! We’re here for the ride of Eve’s charm, not historical accuracy. Her style is so antithetical to Eve’s, it’s really ironic that she’s the one championing the Eve Babitz revival (which she does not let you forget for a single second).
September 9, 2026
What makes Eve Babitz work intrinsically as an author is her charm. These letters, scattered across decades, ooze her charm, whether she’s writing to a lover, friend, or fellow creative (often all three). Babitz is delightful. She is witty. She throws joy and rage at the page, writing effortlessly and entirely because her words are a deep reflection of her soul. Babitz is simply great because she never entertained any notion that she was not.
July 30, 2026
If I ever become a well known but slightly obscure writer and you take my group chat texts and print them on paper from gods green earth and sell them for money at least have the decency to not make it FOUR HUNDRED PAGES.
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October 2, 2026some boring many funny some stunning Lots of me nodding and laughing
July 11, 2026
There’s something about the summer that always leads me back to Eve Babitz. Dare I say her magnum opus.
October 8, 2026
Conflicted feelings - I enjoyed reading it but GOD Lili Anolik drives me crazy. She writes like she has a monopoly on Eve Babitz because she wrote that article that resurrected her work. The letters are great and Eve says herself letters are the kind of writing she does best, so I think they’re a valuable look behind the curtain and fun to read. But including her diary felt like it crossed a line and dehumanizes her, reduces her from a real person to an icon whose innermost thoughts we’re entitled to just because she made great art. So I’m conflicted. But I liked it anyways.
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July 30, 2026lili anolik pmo beyond measure but this is fun :D
September 2, 2026
Like I finished a good meal, I went for a walk after I finished TOO LA. To gratify Eve's soul, I will equate her letters to enchiladas rancheras from La Esperanza at Olvera Street. I went for a walk because it was greasy, good, and there was much to digest.
Taking on this tome of rambling, charming, angry, hopeful, hilarious, vulnerable letters is opening yourself up to the world that is Eve Babitz. She is intoxicating. There are lots of fast company, lots to keep tabs on. "In every young man's life, there is an Eve Babitz. It is usually Eve." There is so much lore about her life, and idol-worship towards her, but at the end of the day she was also a talented writer and artist. She is like Bob Dylan. You can try to just study her word for word, but odds are you will get hungry for more, and start googling for photos, stories, podcasts about this legend. Her image and her life were tied up in her work. I think it's interesting that Mirandi, Eve's sister, went on to become a psychotherapist, because I think Eve also chose a career path of people-study in her own way. She loved people so much, and I think she understood herself best through her relationships.
Her letters tell many gossipy stories within themselves but also tell a larger, inadvertent story of Eve that is strewn across time. A good one was Eve's journey from: "How I ever talked anyone into the idea that I was a writer is one of the minor hoaxes of our times," to Eve's understanding of her genre as "spurts," and knowing herself accurately as a "gossip storyteller who likes LA rather than hates it," and knowing what she wrote well "my memoirs, and little stories and things." Of course her money troubles prevailed and her self-doubt caused her to frequently throw around a fantasy of moving to Phoenix, and then Pismo, and becoming a waitress. But this is Eve Babitz, in TOO LA. This is as open as Eve ever got, inside of letters that maybe became a bit too vulnerable to be sent. Or maybe she didn't have a postage stamp.
Thank you Lili Anolik for discovering Eve Babitz. I'm jealous it wasn't me (and I think many people are) but I'm grateful the world has Eve Babitz "under the B's at the library" and that the last copies of her books weren't fed into the AI machine and shredded into mortality.
Lastly, can I become an Eve Babitz scholar?
Gems:
"I miss you-- I wish you'd appear in real life instead of in my head like a suitcase."
"The only people I can talk to at all these days are strangers and true friends. All the in-betweens make me feel like I'm wasting my time."
"I can never go anyplace, walk down any street, do anything alone without some man trying to infringe on my consciousness. They honk horns, say obscene things on the streets, create down my neck in movies, say things in the laundromat. At first I would walk by, "ignoring" them. Now I say "Fuck you, you stupid pig, get the fuck out of my way and shut up!" I figure if they're going to break in on my train of thought, I'm going to bust their [faces.] I'm thinking of taking up karate. It's not fair and I won't [stand for it.]"
"Como esta from the eye of the beholder? (That's my latest discovery--Hollywood is in the eye of the beholder.)”
"I have money now, so the things that used to go through my head all the time when I was around millionaires (like--why don't they give me half?) is gone, and it's really simple."
"Dear Jury Department, I am self-employed which means that I am the only one who can do what I do: [be] a freelance journalist and book writer."
Taking on this tome of rambling, charming, angry, hopeful, hilarious, vulnerable letters is opening yourself up to the world that is Eve Babitz. She is intoxicating. There are lots of fast company, lots to keep tabs on. "In every young man's life, there is an Eve Babitz. It is usually Eve." There is so much lore about her life, and idol-worship towards her, but at the end of the day she was also a talented writer and artist. She is like Bob Dylan. You can try to just study her word for word, but odds are you will get hungry for more, and start googling for photos, stories, podcasts about this legend. Her image and her life were tied up in her work. I think it's interesting that Mirandi, Eve's sister, went on to become a psychotherapist, because I think Eve also chose a career path of people-study in her own way. She loved people so much, and I think she understood herself best through her relationships.
Her letters tell many gossipy stories within themselves but also tell a larger, inadvertent story of Eve that is strewn across time. A good one was Eve's journey from: "How I ever talked anyone into the idea that I was a writer is one of the minor hoaxes of our times," to Eve's understanding of her genre as "spurts," and knowing herself accurately as a "gossip storyteller who likes LA rather than hates it," and knowing what she wrote well "my memoirs, and little stories and things." Of course her money troubles prevailed and her self-doubt caused her to frequently throw around a fantasy of moving to Phoenix, and then Pismo, and becoming a waitress. But this is Eve Babitz, in TOO LA. This is as open as Eve ever got, inside of letters that maybe became a bit too vulnerable to be sent. Or maybe she didn't have a postage stamp.
Thank you Lili Anolik for discovering Eve Babitz. I'm jealous it wasn't me (and I think many people are) but I'm grateful the world has Eve Babitz "under the B's at the library" and that the last copies of her books weren't fed into the AI machine and shredded into mortality.
Lastly, can I become an Eve Babitz scholar?
Gems:
"I miss you-- I wish you'd appear in real life instead of in my head like a suitcase."
"The only people I can talk to at all these days are strangers and true friends. All the in-betweens make me feel like I'm wasting my time."
"I can never go anyplace, walk down any street, do anything alone without some man trying to infringe on my consciousness. They honk horns, say obscene things on the streets, create down my neck in movies, say things in the laundromat. At first I would walk by, "ignoring" them. Now I say "Fuck you, you stupid pig, get the fuck out of my way and shut up!" I figure if they're going to break in on my train of thought, I'm going to bust their [faces.] I'm thinking of taking up karate. It's not fair and I won't [stand for it.]"
"Como esta from the eye of the beholder? (That's my latest discovery--Hollywood is in the eye of the beholder.)”
"I have money now, so the things that used to go through my head all the time when I was around millionaires (like--why don't they give me half?) is gone, and it's really simple."
"Dear Jury Department, I am self-employed which means that I am the only one who can do what I do: [be] a freelance journalist and book writer."
October 27, 2026
After reading a lot of Babitz....this book is revealing to the real personality. The Good, The bad, The nasty, and the sublime.
I agree with Anolik Letters not sent is probably one of the most intimate things you can read from someone.
Thoughts you thought that were too harsh for the world.
I see this book as the final button to button to earn some some sort of parasocial closure.
DO NOT READ THIS BOOK IF YOU HAVEN'T READ ANY EVE BABITZ BOOK PREVIOUSLY. There is so much stuff that is information needed from her other non-ficiton/fiction/autobiographical books. It might be one of those books aimed to only fans of a certain author so if you read this be warned that there is so many events relationships that you wont be able to TRULY feel the context.
Reading how much she would fall for people, fight them, love them, have sex with them, use them, knowingly being subjected to her being used by them is kinda brutal. Like driving in the emotional freeway and just never hit the brakes.
I hate to say it but I ended up loving every bit I read from her. You can feel Los Angeles change and be legendary to the hell hole that is now. You can see Eve Babitz reflection of the city in her eyes.
Highly recommend reading this as the last thing you read from her. i still have Black Swans but I will save that one for later.
I have read too much Babitz at this point.
Now, even though nobody asked I will give you an Eve Babitz reading list
This is what I did and it almost feel like one book. About a sociality telling you the glamour but not completely telling you
EVERYTHING and then when you read these letters you realize her dirty secrets and somehow she becomes more adorable.
This list is aimed for the people who are wondering how to tackle the mystery that is Eve Babitz.
Read these books in the following order.
Slow Days, Fast company. (its probably the book that has a solid through line and the best mood)
Solid short stories that do feel like it has an ending and more important A GOAL. This one is the best and also one of the shortest if you don't like this, you won't like Babitz. Number 1 best
Eve's Hollywood (don't get confused with Hollywoods Eve by Anolik)
This book by itself is pretty warm and good however the stories are so wide in scope it just feels like an short story anthology.
Sex and Rage
(Just investigate the real names of the people who she is talking about.)
I Used to be Charming.
This one actually I like its also a wide book with a ton of range HOWEVER you can see her slowly change through the years. Im pretty sure this was the remaining stories she wrote but she was never able to publish while she wasn't knows. The penultimate story is kinda brutal and its sad DONT READ THE LAST STORY IS GARBAGE.
The Anolik Books
Hollywoods Eve
and Didion and Babitz.
Everyone has a problem with Anolik's books. I am also probably in that camp. Choose one of this two books. BUT DONT READ BOTH AS THEY BASICALLY ANOLIK COPY PASTE FROM ONE ANOTHER. I read the didion book after and god damn that was anoying reading a ton of reused stuf. I recomend more Hollywoods Eve as its a more planned book. The Didion book barlely talks about Didion and worst barely talks about their interactions. The thing is that it does have a TON of stuff that Babitz never wrote and Anolik is pretty brutal describing everything with a deteriorated Babitz so.....you are warned.
I've read these books and I am going to take a break from babitz i am holding Black Swans as I have not read it yet
later Babitz tastes different but I like it.
I agree with Anolik Letters not sent is probably one of the most intimate things you can read from someone.
Thoughts you thought that were too harsh for the world.
I see this book as the final button to button to earn some some sort of parasocial closure.
DO NOT READ THIS BOOK IF YOU HAVEN'T READ ANY EVE BABITZ BOOK PREVIOUSLY. There is so much stuff that is information needed from her other non-ficiton/fiction/autobiographical books. It might be one of those books aimed to only fans of a certain author so if you read this be warned that there is so many events relationships that you wont be able to TRULY feel the context.
Reading how much she would fall for people, fight them, love them, have sex with them, use them, knowingly being subjected to her being used by them is kinda brutal. Like driving in the emotional freeway and just never hit the brakes.
I hate to say it but I ended up loving every bit I read from her. You can feel Los Angeles change and be legendary to the hell hole that is now. You can see Eve Babitz reflection of the city in her eyes.
Highly recommend reading this as the last thing you read from her. i still have Black Swans but I will save that one for later.
I have read too much Babitz at this point.
Now, even though nobody asked I will give you an Eve Babitz reading list
This is what I did and it almost feel like one book. About a sociality telling you the glamour but not completely telling you
EVERYTHING and then when you read these letters you realize her dirty secrets and somehow she becomes more adorable.
This list is aimed for the people who are wondering how to tackle the mystery that is Eve Babitz.
Read these books in the following order.
Slow Days, Fast company. (its probably the book that has a solid through line and the best mood)
Solid short stories that do feel like it has an ending and more important A GOAL. This one is the best and also one of the shortest if you don't like this, you won't like Babitz. Number 1 best
Eve's Hollywood (don't get confused with Hollywoods Eve by Anolik)
This book by itself is pretty warm and good however the stories are so wide in scope it just feels like an short story anthology.
Sex and Rage
(Just investigate the real names of the people who she is talking about.)
I Used to be Charming.
This one actually I like its also a wide book with a ton of range HOWEVER you can see her slowly change through the years. Im pretty sure this was the remaining stories she wrote but she was never able to publish while she wasn't knows. The penultimate story is kinda brutal and its sad DONT READ THE LAST STORY IS GARBAGE.
The Anolik Books
Hollywoods Eve
and Didion and Babitz.
Everyone has a problem with Anolik's books. I am also probably in that camp. Choose one of this two books. BUT DONT READ BOTH AS THEY BASICALLY ANOLIK COPY PASTE FROM ONE ANOTHER. I read the didion book after and god damn that was anoying reading a ton of reused stuf. I recomend more Hollywoods Eve as its a more planned book. The Didion book barlely talks about Didion and worst barely talks about their interactions. The thing is that it does have a TON of stuff that Babitz never wrote and Anolik is pretty brutal describing everything with a deteriorated Babitz so.....you are warned.
I've read these books and I am going to take a break from babitz i am holding Black Swans as I have not read it yet
later Babitz tastes different but I like it.
September 2, 2026
While I loved this book, it did feel like getting a peak at your hero’s morning routine, and not in a good way. Hey, she’s human. Sure. The day-to-day Eve, though. Maybe I prefer my heroes on a pedestal. I love Eve’s writing for its poetry and alchemy in a phrase, and I wanted, selfishly, to see more of that on the page. Instead, the letters became a cheat-sheet for naming names in her books. That said, sparks of that poetry did emerge, like this:
Or this:
Her despair at slights and lovers is movie quality. I can only imagine the actual fights she had with people, since the self-edited version in the letters still reeks of anger. And her bewilderment at not being taken seriously as an artist is so raw. “They take one look at my tits and think I’ve got it made and am shallow and don’t know what’s what and about characterization. I am the character.” (She was writing auto-fiction before it became a word.)
In the end, to see her wither alone was too tragic. Her overboogie coupled with the tell-all books left her alone, marked down, moved to the discount rack, remaindered. What about her made everyone discard her? Was she just too much? Was she too too?
“When you come I shall take you to the seashore in a ratty bar on the Santa Monica Pier. It is a thrilling adventure to drink on that pier. There’s a merry-go-round right next door, and the sun does its best to entertain one, setting in a burst of cornball, calendar-art delight. And we shall drink something to do with temporary insanity like a Kahlua whip.”
Or this:
“See I can’t even put my nose to the typewriter unless my creatures slink around in platinum lamé pajamas.”
Her despair at slights and lovers is movie quality. I can only imagine the actual fights she had with people, since the self-edited version in the letters still reeks of anger. And her bewilderment at not being taken seriously as an artist is so raw. “They take one look at my tits and think I’ve got it made and am shallow and don’t know what’s what and about characterization. I am the character.” (She was writing auto-fiction before it became a word.)
In the end, to see her wither alone was too tragic. Her overboogie coupled with the tell-all books left her alone, marked down, moved to the discount rack, remaindered. What about her made everyone discard her? Was she just too much? Was she too too?
July 23, 2026
For those of us who grew up in LA when it was still viewed as a backwater, before its art scene took on a world class sheen, Eve Babitz captured it's bohemian glamour. She traversed ex-pat Hollywood through lineage, sex, drugs, rock and roll-- and literature. It's been exciting to see the rediscovery of her work, as those of us who knew her work back when were aware of her appeal. So the posthumous publication of her letters comes as a gift. It's a generous tome, and fascinating in how it illuminates someone who engaged in a form of autofiction to present herself unmasked. Babitz admits that letters are what she was best at (and notable that many of these letters were never sent), and the book reveals the material at its source. She comes across as precocious, fun-loving, ambitious, wacky, weight-conscious, and sometimes a little unhinged. It's amazing to read of her interactions with such famous folks, and how many of them she slept with. The annotations, by Babitz champion Lili Anolik, are well-researched but doled out more conversationally. They provide an engaging context that also points to the pleasures of scholarship, you can picture Anolik actively poring through this cache of letters which were discovered after the writer had passed. While it may be a little too much material, you can never be too LA. Babitz just is.
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