July 7 and 8 A fascinating couple of days. After our Sunday break, far from returning refreshed, everyone arrived on edge on Monday. There was considerable tension in the rehearsal room almost from the start....
July 7 and 8 A fascinating couple of days. After our Sunday break, far from returning refreshed, everyone arrived on edge on Monday. There was considerable tension in the rehearsal room almost from the start....
I took an early-morning walk along Stockbridge’s Main St. this morning, in search of a New York Times and a light breakfast. And what should I come across but the former site of Alice’s...
#4July Not a simple day. The toilet in the tiny cottage I’m renting is broken. There’s no cell phone reception there either. And my rental car died in a supermarket parking lot this...
Another interesting thing I noticed today — it was in evidence yesterday as well, but I failed to register it consciously until today — is how encompassing Keira Naughton’s view of the stage...
2 July I’m in the Berkshires, in Massachusetts, for a production of my one-man play “Cedars.” It is being performed by that estimable actor, James Naughton. I heard his voice...
July 3 A variety of extraneous complications today. I somehow injured my foot (on my morning run? it’s possible, maybe even likely, although it didn’t start hurting for five or six hours...
The title of David Lewis’s documentary “The Pleasures of Being Out of Step/Notes on the Life of Nat Hentoff” begs a central question: Has Hentoff, 89, famed social commentator, critic, jazz writer...
Hemingway used to say that writing journalism was good training for novelists. He felt it pared down a writer’s stylistic excesses, privileged clarity and economy over all other virtues. Of course,...
One evening several years ago, I sat down at my desk and wrote a short, isolated scene for no reason, with no sense whatever of what it was supposed to be or where it was meant to go. This has happened...
From the archives of Atlantic Online, October 2010 The most famous film (admittedly, it may also be the only film) directly concerned with the translation of literature into cinema must be Charlie Kaufman’s...