Mrs Parker “wakes” to find herself sitting at her favorite bar alongside her favorite pal, Mr Benchley. He’s been waiting for her quite some time. Since he died, in fact. He wanted to escort her over. The rest of “the table” gave up long ago, but Benchley held firm to his friendship and bided time. But she isn’t ready. She has no reason. He leaves, she stays. Drink in hand, beloved pooch in lap, Dorothy Parker drinks on.
Alive and dying of a brain tumor, is Ted Shriver, an author currently staying at the Algonquin, but reclusively after a plagiarism claim ended his career.
Dorothy is lonely. Her haunting limited to the bar, she seeks a like-minded drinking companion. Sights set on Shriver, she sets about to convince him to also shun the white light for eternal drinks with her.
Their first encounter is in his room, as he tries to drug away the pain with Vicodin and martinis. When Dorothy appears, he blames the drugs, the tumor, the drinks. But she maintains, as Dorothy does best, with snark and circumstance.
Back in the day, through the hoodoo of Madame Lucescu, the once manager, Percy Coates, was given a guest book that would allow those who signed it to “live on” at the Algonquin forevermore. Well, as long as they were dead. Needless to say, the Algonquin Round Table attendees were all asked to sign. They kept their reservations, but tired of tat party to, crossing over, one by one. Being the last, Dorothy now argues to keep Ted, once he dies.
Then comes Norah Wolfe, a spunky TV talkshow worker with a startling resemblance to the 3 main women in Shriver’s romantic past. Hoping to snag the recluse for an episode, maybe clear his name, chat up her long-time literary idol, she checks into the hotel and soon knocks on his room’s door. His favorite gin bottled up to present.
Secrets are divulged, feelings are hurt, guns are pulled, and drinks are poured with a lot of jobs on the line between it all. With more twists than a full bar of martinis, the characters flesh out fully and conceivably.
As comical as one would expect a novel consisting of Dorothy Parker snarkisms, there is little let down. There is also deceit, mystery, tenderness, and the paranormal. A couple surprise turns that are really expected, hopefully. Nicely wrapped up with no over-the-top sentimentality.