David knows what it’s like to have it all. A few years ago, his first novel was a huge success and he was on the cusp of a smashing literary career. But much to his surprise, his second book didn’t make the splash he was expecting—it was a colossal flop.
Now he’s nearly broke, desperately trying to come up with an idea for a third book, and he is still pining for his ex-boyfriend. He spends time on Grindr, and while he knows it’s doubtful he’ll find anyone worthwhile, at least it’ll make him feel less alone.
One night he connects with Robert, a handsome man who is staying at the Plaza Hotel. There’s something magnetic about him, and while the sex is incredible, it feels like so much more than that. They hit a number of bars and clubs throughout NYC, and the more time they spend together, the more there seems to be a genuine connection between them. Late at night they wind up back at David’s apartment, and in the morning, David wakes up to find Robert dead.
How could this have happened? The thought of calling the police and opening his life up to scrutiny doesn’t appeal to him, so he calls the one person he can think of: his unflappable literary agent, Stacey. Stacey has a number of ideas about what to do with Robert’s body, and how David might use this to his advantage.
This book is a bit dark, a bit introspective, and utterly wacky at times. I was expecting something a bit different but I still enjoyed this, no matter how far-fetched it seemed.
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