Sparklingly original and hugely entertaining, An English Psychic in Hollywood is the magical tale of Lucinda Clare's personal experiences as an actress and psychic among the stars of Hollywood. A cross between Jackie Collins and Bridget Jones, there is glitz and glamour mixed with dating dilemas and wardrobe malfunctions.Originally coming to LA to land her dream acting job, Lucinda soon discovers that it is her psychic abilities that make her stand out amongst the wannabe actresses. As soon as she says the magic words, 'I'm psychic!' everyone wants to talk to her, from publicists to agents, A-list film stars to borderline psychotics.Accompanied by new best friend crazy Astrid, she gradually settles in. She talks Hindu with her hairdresser, does readings for everyone from screenwriters to sex slaves and finds herself falling for the archetypal tall, dark, handsome stranger.But is he the soulmate that is meant to be in her future? Only time, some crazy pool parties and successfully predicting everyone else's happy endings will tell...
This story is so funny and colourful, I love the characters and the innocent way this English psychic actress is swept along by the tide of circumstance, a really great read.
I absolutely loved reading Lucinda Clare's amazing book. I've read many memoirs by psychics on both sides of the pond, and I'm extremely picky when it comes to this particular sub-genre. "An English Psychic in Hollywood" rises to the top of all the books I've read over the decades. It was fascinating to read about some of the mechanisms of Hollywood from someone who has experienced them firsthand. Clare's psychic gifts (and her way of expressing them so well in writing) are fascinating. The book builds to a particularly dramatic, surprising, unforgettable end; there's no way I'll share any spoilers here! Lucinda Clare is a truly brilliant writer, and I hope with all my heart she writes another soulful, illuminating work of art.
Such a good book. I picked this one up in Bermuda when I was there last Oct. Whenever I had nothing to read, i would ponder it and not read it thinking it was just a light chick-lit book. The color pink can be deceving, and it was a memoir. In my opinion, this was better than Eat, Pray, Love.