For some crazy reason, and against their better judgment, Grace Grant and P.J. MacAllister are professors of English and creative writing when not working on novels about life beyond the classroom. They have between them degrees from Harvard, the University of Southern California, the University of Missouri and Indiana University and, in spite of all this education, they still do be good writers. MacAllister has a national literary award to prove it, and Grant has numerous literary magazine publications, which clearly also proves it.
For no apparent reason, their heads were knocked together at a grad-school party, supposedly for being smart-asses.
Although she is African-American, and not blonde, MacAllister is nevertheless a born-and-raised California girl who grew up listening to REO Speedwagon, Loverboy and Journey, and also has on both vinyl and CD the Beach Boys' Pet Sounds. Despite being a white girl, Grant got a better grade than MacAllister when they took the History of Blues and Jazz together in graduate school. Students who have been taught by both note their uncanny twinlike ability to present academic discourse in that lost dialect of mid-80's valley-speak.
Grant and MacAllister find this whole blue state, red state, race and class, cultural-wars thing highly distressing, and not at all boring, so they wrote a little something about it in Flyover States — though there's dating and clothes and stuff because, isn't there always? And hey, Grant and MacAllister like martinis and fashion as much as the next guy. Grant, when she was president of the Harvard Lampoon, was even heckled by Buddy Hackett in Vegas for showing a little skin in a girly fancy dress at a Lampoon party. But they're still glad they don't have that ubiquitous martini glass on their cover because, really, enough with that image already.
Though they sense a head-knocking in their future, they will keep the smart-ass shenanigans coming with their follow-up to Flyover States: Coasting.