Farewell, Dorothy Parker by Ellen Meister
My rating: 1 of 5 stars
I read this on a recommendation from someone who knows how fond I am of Dorothy Parker. This fact made the book so much worse. To be fair, the author all but apologizes for her sad little trick in an afterword, but it would have been better placed as a caveat at the front.
This is a chick-lit novel with a twist: Dorothy Parker's spirit is trapped in the Algonquin Room's guest book, and leaving the book open to her signature allows her to materialize and take over the body of mousy film critic Violet Epps, helping her to develop a backbone, get a better boyfriend, and win custody of her orphaned niece.
Yes, it's just as bad as it sounds. Dorothy Parker comes off as a wacky auntie rather than the formidable literary force that she was, and the plot veers from ridiculous to unfathomable. The plot is terrible, the writing is terrible, and even the grammar is terrible.
Please don't read this book. If you want some Dorothy Parker, look for her in the byline and leave this to go away quietly.
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