During one month in the autumn of election year 2000， scores of movie-business strivers are focused on one goal: getting a piece of an elusive， but surely huge， television saga， the one that opens with Huns sweeping through Mongolia and closes with a Mormon diviner in the Las Vegas desert; the sure-to-please-everyone multigenerational TV miniseries about diviners， those miracle workers who bring water to perpetually thirsty (and hungry and love-starved) humankind. Among the wannabes: Vanessa Meandro， hot-tempered head of Means of Production， an indie film company; her harried and varied staff; a Sikh cab driver， promoted to the office of -theory and practice of TV+; a bipolar bicycle messenger， who makes a fateful mis-delivery; two celebrity publicists， the Vanderbilt girls; a thriller writer who gives Botox parties; the daughter of an L.A. big-shot， who is hired to fetch Vanessa+s Krispy Kremes and more; a word man who coined the phrase -inspired by a true story+; and a supreme court justice who wants to write the script.A few true artists surface in the course of Moody+s rollicking but intricately woven novel， and real emotion eventually blossoms for most of Vanessa+s staff at Means of Production， even herself. THE DIVINERS is a cautionary tale about pointless ambition; a richly detailed look at the interlocking worlds of money， politics， addiction， sex， work， and family in modern America; and a masterpiece of comedy that will bring Rick Moody to a still higher level of appreciation.