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236 pages, Paperback
First published January 19, 2014
A failed actor Cal Parsons, who performes his one-man show in queer coffee shops across California for fifty bucks per week, who lives in his own truck and dreams about a big career in New York, becomes suddenly and totally unexpected for himself the only heir of his ex-partner's estate.
An attractive country lawyer Dewitt Morgan, who was the attorney of McCormack Williams, the ex of Cal Parsons, for 7 years, who represents his estate and who almost gives up the hope to meet MISTER RIGHT.
A moody ghost, who wants to be loved.
The Bernyard Players, a community theater, that wants to survive through a sudden absence of financial support.
Add to all that the dry humour of Marshall Thornton, his amazing writing skills, changing POVs from the first person a là Marshall Thornton- he is a genius of the first person's POV and here you have it double!- and you'll have an entertaining quirky sweet story that I'd like to become a movie!I stared at the pillow for a moment, then said to Todd, “This doesn’t feel like it’s about me.”Also great is Cal’s conversation with his agent’s (Shirl) assistant:
He looked confused. “Does it need to be?”
“Yeah, it does.” I said, handing back the pillow. “When you hit forty you’ll understand.”
“I thought you said you were thirty-seven.”
“I was never good at math.”
“So, Denise, how do I get Shirl interested in my show?”I definitely get the idea that such conversations come from Thornton’s life as a writer (of fiction & screenplays). It also sounds just so enjoyably Hollywood.
“I don’t think you can.”
“But it’s about movie stars and sex. Everybody loves movie stars and sex.”
“Not if they’re dead. Shirl hates dead people.”
“But…it’s historical.”
“History is nothing but dead people. History doesn’t sell.”
“Oh, well, totally misread that. I had you all married to some little blonde who liked to cook Paula Deen recipes and…you know […] I suppose you can take that as a compliment,” [Dewey] said.This scene is so funny & uncomfortable that it reminds me of about 384 conversations I’ve had with members of the opposite sex.
“[…] Why would I take that as a compliment?”
“I mean, a lot of guys would, do. Haven’t you ever dated online….No fats or femmes. Please be straight-acting.”
“I find that kind of thing offensive.” [….]
“Okay. So…do you have a boyfriend?
“Yes. He’s a little blond who likes to cook Paula Deen recipes.”
“…[Y]ou can’t do that.”The only fault I found in this novel is the first person POVs switching each chapter between Cal & Dewey. I loved getting both their perspectives, but I found it a little jarring. It took me a few seconds to realize who was doing the narrating and that brought me out of the novel. I like it best when authors title (is that the right word?) each chapter with the narrator’s name. (Though I did love the way Thornton titled his chapters: Group Sex for Beginners & Back from the Dead, Again.)
“Why can’t I do that?” He asked. [Mac’s] voice was annoying reasonable.
“Because…we’re in love.”
“Yeah,” he said, frowning a little. “That’s the thing. I’m not in love with you anymore.”
[….]
“So you just fell out of love with me. Like you fall out of a tree?”
“That’s funny. I may steal that.”
“Yes, the show must go on, but it’s also important to survive until the curtain calls”


Cal suddenly squeaked and said, "Goddammit." For the first time, it crossed my mind that he might have a case of Tourette's. It would explain a few things.
"I can probably go anywhere I want to. I think I'm haunting you, not the house."
"New York? You can go to New York City?"
"If you go to New York, I can go to New York. Are you suggesting a romantic getaway?"
"Don't be ridiculous. I'm hoping that when I got to New York you won't be able to follow me."