Performance
A Beef Stew for Shakespeare: Food for the Journey to Cordelia Lear
- By Len Berkman
When your mind throws an idea at you, how often do you pause to track its source? How often do you know its source immediately? No matter which or how often, I invariably find the pondering process provocative.
Invited by the Mass Review’s editors to trace the origin of my short-story, Cordelia Lear, that appears in this journal’s current print issue, I can’t resist a quick contrast of the decades of Cordelia Lear’s formative quirks with the virtually instant ‘birth’ of a full-length play that—with apology for the following pompous metaphor—flew into existence like Athena from the head of Zeus during my wife Joyce’s and my overnight stay in the early...