That’s me in a grungy corner of a set sometime in the late eighties. You can tell by the garish knitwear and the helmet of curls… I’ve been rattling around… Read more The Not So Secret Origin of my first novel, or, It’s in His Kiss by Vickie Lester →
Braised Chicken with Olives, Carrots, and Preserved Lemon: 1 chicken cut into pieces and 4 thighs 8 carrots 1 large onion 2 handfuls of Castlevetrano olives with pits 8… Read more Being of a certain age, the Rolling Stones are my equivalent to Baby Mozart, so sometimes I listen to their music and cook to calm down…dinner for six with Vickie Lester →
Billie was in pre-pre-production for months, which is otherwise known as “development.” It’s mostly an accounting trick, cinema semantics, as some impressive dollar deals are tied to certain points in… Read more Hollywood head on…or, another glimpse behind the scenes with Vickie Lester, #amwriting #HollywoodFiction →
A small monochrome engraving of a handsome laurel-wreathed man on the title page of a 16th-century book about plants is the only demonstrably authentic portrait of William Shakespeare made in… Read more #Shakespeare: he knew not the #selfie…a scoop worthy of prying myself away from the #Hollywoodnovel I #amwriting →
While the music played she placed an arm protectively across her abdomen and began to chat unabashedly with the embryo about the normalcy of her background among skyscrapers versus its… Read more Happy Mother’s Day from Vickie Lester, an excerpt from It’s in His Kiss →
Oh babies you know the story, but for those who don’t, a short recap. Once upon a time Vickie Lester had agents who turned down one publishing deal and proposed… Read more A year ago today I accidentally published my novel… →
