Self-destruction in the glamorized setting of Manhattan and Hollywood, this tells of Carol Macbeth, wealthy, beautiful and with potentialities as a writer, as she moves through a maze of Broadway, Plaza, Greenwich Village settings and friends, cocktails and more cocktails. Loved by Luke Beacon, literary agent, she discards her rommance as nymphomanic needs drive her farther and farther from her writing. Hollywood makes offer, and there she finds love only to destroy it. Counterplots bring into focus the problems of the returned vet, the postwar Negro question, neurosis in general. Brittle, splashy, hardly deep enough for the monumental tragedy which is intended, this is readable rentable and expendable.