Last week, author Lucy Jackson released her second novel Slicker, the follow-up to 2007′s Posh. Jackson said she wouldn’t label the book as chick-lit, because she believes it “has what [she hopes] is a depth to it.” But I think that’s arguably just semantics. If you like chick-lit, you’re going to like Slicker.
This time around, Jackson tells the story of Desirée Christian-Cohen, a native New Yorker, who packs her bags and escapes to Honey Creek, Kan., population 1,623, a place she found by closing her eyes and pointing to a map. Which I do believe is the scientific way of choosing a travel destination. At the same time, we learn about Desirée’s unhappy, recently separated mother, Nina. Dad, Patrick, just so happens to be gay and has taken up residence with his new boyfriend.
Please note: Honey Creek, Kan., is not a real town. Jackson did visit the town it was based on, but she wouldn’t tell me the name of the real Honey Creek. That secrecy mirrors Jackson’s own life. You see, Lucy Jackson isn’t even the author’s real name.
The real woman behind Lucy Jackson is established literary author, Marian Thurm. Thurm has published seven books under her own name, and has had seven short stories run in The New Yorker. Clint Eastwood even optioned one of her novels. But when she started Posh, which was modeled on the private school her children went to, she considered writing under a different name. Thus, Lucy Jackson was born. Thurm stopped by the EW offices to talk about her new book, and her alter ego, “Lucy.”
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