William Tester
William Tester calls his first novel, Darling, a coming-of-age
story, which is true as far as it goes: Tester's yarn hinges on a
carnal courtship of the family cow and other things that would make
Holden Caulfield blush. ''It's all true....And it's all not true,'' the
author says of his novel, a sad, strange story powered by evocative
detail. Born of ''God-conjuring mystical hillbillies,'' the 31-year-old
Tester grew up among the scrub and swamps of Florida. He says he had
virtually no primary education and got into Columbia University's
undergraduate writing program in 1978 by submitting an essay about
being chased by a ball peen hammer. And at Columbia, he met novelist
Gordon Lish, who ''pulled the novel out of me.'' Its creation took five
years, during which Tester survived in Greenwich Village with the
help of a National Endowment for the Arts grant and by modeling and
selling his blood. ''I hope the NEA doesn't chase me down over the
book,'' he says earnestly. ''God, it is bestiality.'' Tester is nervous
about what to expect from more than the NEA when Knopf publishes
Darling, arriving in bookstores now. ''It's a tough bucket to carry. I
just hope it's read by people who would read this kind of book.'' And
just what kind of people would they be? ''Not farm boys,'' he says.
Kelli Pryor
Peter Lefcourt
Novelist and screenwriter Peter Lefcourt asked himself: ''What could possibly happen that would shock this country the way the Dreyfus affair and its violent anti-Semitism shocked France a century ago?'' His answer: A major league shortstop kissing his team's second baseman in a Neiman Marcus dressing room. So goes Lefcourt's second novel, The Dreyfus Affair: A Love Story, which Random House is betting will be a hit on sports pages this baseball season. Lefcourt, 49, who splits his time between Paris and Los Angeles, acquired his curve-ball flair for drama in Hollywood, where he has been a scriptwriter and playwright since the early 1970s. (In 1984, he won an Emmy as a writer-producer of Cagney & Lacey.) Last year he turned to fiction with a hilarious satire on Hollywood called The Deal, which was No. 1 in Century City. His new novel, about a superstar shortstop named Randy Dreyfus, takes on the country itself by playing the sanctity of America's national pastime off rampant homophobia. ''The book is an attack against intolerant people,'' says Lefcourt. ''I don't mean to imply that it's a political diatribe. It's a comedy. It has a sweet, nice, romantic ending.'' A made-for-Hollywood grand slam?
Kelli Pryor
Judith Van Gieson
''I was reading a lot of Raymond Chandler and Dashiell Hammett,''
says Judith Van Gieson, ''and I thought, someone should be writing
these kinds of books with women in them.'' So she set out to do it.
After three rather quiet mysteries featuring a tough-talking, female
Albuquerque lawyer, name of Neil Hamel, Van Gieson finally hits her
stride with HarperCollins' February publication of The Wolf Path. Set
amid the tumbleweed and cacti of the Southwest, like her others, The
Wolf Path is Van Gieson's best book yet crisp, taut, and utterly
compelling. Van Gieson, 50, turned to writing after her 1978 divorce.
She sold her Vermont real estate business, packed her bags, and moved
to San Miguel de Allende, an artists' and writers' colony in Mexico.
Inspired by the stark beauty of that country and of Santa Fe, where
she lived next Van Gieson began writing her fiction. She cites Tony
Hillerman as an inspiration, and is wary about natural comparisons to
mystery writers Sara Paretsky and Sue Grafton. ''The things I write
about are different,'' says Van Gieson, who divides her time between
Albuquerque and Warren, Vt. ''I work an environmental issue into each
book'' in this one, the plight of the Mexican gray wolf. And although
Neil Hamel may be related to such fictional female sleuths as V.I.
Warshawski and Kinsey Millhone, Van Gieson says it's a distant
kinship: ''For starters, she's the only one with a steady man in her life.''
Tina Jordan


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