Tag: An Open Book by John Huston

September 20, 2015 / Vickie Lester

…there was nothing timid or frail about the manner in which Carson McCullers faced life.

I first met Carson McCullers during the war when I was visiting Paulette Goddard and Burgess Meredith in upstate New York. Carson lived nearby, and one day when Buzz and I were out for a walk she hailed us from her doorway. She was then in her early twenties, and…

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September 20, 2015 / Vickie Lester

Hemingway said that nothing was as rewarding to him as the act of writing itself…

Hemingway said that nothing was as rewarding to him as the act of writing itself, when the words took wing, when the hand followed the thought, and the thought soared, the pen tracing its flight. My only thrill in writing comes after I’ve written something, put it away and then…

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