A self-deluded corporate loser encounters an eccentric woman from the desert, who shows him another way of looking at life and at himself.
Here lies Henry Pluck -- corporate cubicle rat and frequenter of nursing homes. A perfectionist at work and an eater of sandwiches, he drove an import, lived alone in a box, and was virtually indistinguishable from any other office drone in Las Vegas, Nevada.
So might have read the inscription on his gravestone.
But when he encounters Rosa Santana, an unconventional and perplexing young woman from the desert, he learns what a defunct building feels like before a wrecking ball.
This is a portrait of a lonely man coming to terms with his flawed interpretation of perfection. For the world is not what Henry thinks it is, and as he’ll soon discover, neither is Rosa. This is the wild, mysterious world of 4,000 year old movies, cosmic irony, predators, and prey.
This is the American Dream, just before its pants fell down.
“This is an intelligent and at times very funny novel as unpredictable as life, and as memorable." -- Publishers Weekly