#mynovel – Page 2 – BEGUILING HOLLYWOOD

April 27, 2014 / Vickie Lester

I’m reading through galley proofs of my novel, and getting a little punchy…wish me luck, darlings!

April 25, 2014 / Vickie Lester

Just because I can… Paul smoking

April 25, 2014 / Vickie Lester

My novel: populated with people real and imaginary…and one of them is NOT any of those pictured

Hello my angels, the days are flying by and on Monday I have a very big day, book-wise. So I’ll leave you with the completion of this savory morsel over the weekend and reappear next week to let you know what happened… An excerpt from: It’s in His Kiss, by…

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April 25, 2014 / Vickie Lester

My novel: populated with people real and imaginary…and one of them is NOT Keith Richards

Hello my angels, the days are flying by and on Monday I have a very big day, book-wise. So I’ll leave you with this savory morsel over the weekend and reappear next week to let you know what happened… An excerpt from: It’s in His Kiss, by Vickie Lester Chapter…

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April 24, 2014 / Vickie Lester

What a surprise! Here’s Vickie Lester again, yammering about her novel…

First, let’s get something absolutely straight. I will be wearing these overalls until the book is published, they turn into dust, or Mr. Lester burns them: whichever comes first. I did know a young tyke (no names, please) with indulgent parents who insisted on wearing his shiny, polyester, Spider-Man suit…

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April 21, 2014 / Vickie Lester

I let the audience use their imaginations. Can I help it if they misconstrue my suggestions? Ernst Lubitsch

Hold on, I feel something in the zeitgeist, a surge through the ether…somebody stop me…could it be? Another handy hashtag? Metadata this, my darlings: #ThingsLittleOldMeLearnedFromFamousDirectors I learned that there’s a dialogue between readers and writers, between content and audience… I learned that imagination feeds on the barest suggestion……

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April 21, 2014 / Vickie Lester

The novel, in which I spill the beans, let loose, tell all, well, all that I know about Tinsel Town. And that’s plenty!

Neither did it have to do with the Easter Bunny, or any various and sundry muses, unless you switch out muses for informants, and then you might get a better idea how I got the inside skinny on many things beguiling—and not so—in Hollywood. The unleashing of the novel, six…

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April 3, 2014 / Vickie Lester

Back home — inspiring Art Deco L.A. — and deep thanks to my editors: Robert Winter (UK) and Ellen Tarlin (US)

April 3, 2014 / Vickie Lester

A block away from Johnny Depp’s penthouse—we sit with a director and chat—an excerpt from “It’s in His Kiss”

“I think he said something about somebody being beyond stoned on set.” Bill sighed. “Those people who told you Cliff was a good man. They were right.” Anne could feel her eyes sting and her throat tighten like she was about to cry but she smiled instead and…

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April 3, 2014 / Vickie Lester

Tag: #mynovel

I’m reading through galley proofs of my novel, and getting a little punchy…wish me luck, darlings!

Just because I can… Paul smoking

My novel: populated with people real and imaginary…and one of them is NOT any of those pictured

My novel: populated with people real and imaginary…and one of them is NOT Keith Richards

What a surprise! Here’s Vickie Lester again, yammering about her novel…

I let the audience use their imaginations. Can I help it if they misconstrue my suggestions? Ernst Lubitsch

The novel, in which I spill the beans, let loose, tell all, well, all that I know about Tinsel Town. And that’s plenty!

Back home — inspiring Art Deco L.A. — and deep thanks to my editors: Robert Winter (UK) and Ellen Tarlin (US)

A block away from Johnny Depp’s penthouse—we sit with a director and chat—an excerpt from “It’s in His Kiss”

Back home in my noir L.A.—actually, the penthouse would be Johnny Depp’s—but let’s not be sticklers