Lost in Arles or lounging with Goldens, this is how it should be when reading: “It’s In His Kiss” by Vickie Lester
I think we’ve talked before about how the Internet can be a glowing place full of friendship, creative frisson, a community. It was a pleasure to hear from Heather; actress, photographer, writer, now in Arles with her beloved—and two very happy Retrievers.
I understand more clearly “Ms. Lester’s” use of a fake name after having tasted each morsel of this dark but deeply romantic mystery, as some of the details are frankly too fantastic not to be true. And those of us who read her blog understand complicitly that this is a woman who knows of what she speaks from the source. Not to mention her skewering a certain “Clientology”? Scandalous. While I am no gossip in life, a little fictional swimming in that steamy pond never hurt anyone and half of the fun in reading the novel lies in discerning the “who is who” of the character’s real life counterparts. And the other half? In trying – and failing – to see where the story is going to take you next.