Exactly how powerful is my writing? A good question, one I often ponder in the thin hours of the morning, as I put the finishing touches on a particularly deft palindromic sestina or as I carve out another hefty chunk of my semiautobiographical verse epic in alternating terza rima and iambic pentameter. Exactly how much force per square syllable does my writing contain? Well, let's put it this way: This week's profile of the wonderful playwright Brooke Berman (whose witty living-space comedy Hunting and Gathering is now in previews) has already gotten me an e-mail from some creepy reader, asking about how he can get a date with her.
Yes, it's true. My profiles will get you a date. With a creepy stranger.
It's simply that…puissant.
Go see her show. Or Richard Foreman's.