I was fourteen when I first read Stephen King’s ‘Dolores Claiborne’.
I believe every child has a hero – whose not real. A completely fictional character that they wish they could will into existence.
I’ve probably had many of those, and one is definitely Vera Donovan from ‘Dolores Claiborne’, who at first appears to be your archetypal lady of the manor. Dolores works for Vera and through the years an unlikely friendship forms between the two. This is cemented by Vera’s concern for Dolores’ troubled marriage and for her daughter, Selena.
We soon come to realise that Vera’s character is much more complex than what it first appears. She is charming, pitiful, ruthless, gracious, desperate, humorous, lonely, charismatic, hard-to-please and a self designated ‘bitch’.
As Selena claims, the story is really about two women ‘who loved each other’ and somehow their relationship manages to touch your heart in a way that you never knew was possible.
Recently I discovered that a film was made, based on this book.
I had cried and laughed reading it, and after many years I was able to cry and laugh some more as I watched Vera come to life – almost exactly as I’d imagined her.