This is the funny, addictive and astonishingly dirty saga of the foul-mouthed head writer of a daytime soap, "Search For Happiness", and the actress who becomes a bit too involved in her character's storyline. I wasn't overly surprised by the ending, because, it really couldn't end any other way. What I did find difficult to believe was that soap audiences in 1980 would've been fascinated by a chastity-vow wrestling nun. Both 'Days of our Lives' & 'Love is a Many Splendored Thing' had tread that territory back in the '60s. I did, however, thoroughly appreciate the line: "Soap viewers want less happiness and more search". They're right; all the searching in this novel brought me lots of happiness.