“Miss Keller Has No Second Book” is one of those rare things in theater: a new play that works on all levels, has a superlative cast and grabs your heart and won’t let go.
It reminds us that time is our most precious commodity.
When Stephen King wrote about fictional author Paul Sheldon held captive by his No. 1 fan, who chops off one of his feet and demands he write more books in the series she loves, readers were horrified. (The novel, “Misery,” was later made into a movie starring Kathy Bates and James Caan.)
But what fan hasn’t wished their favorite author would just write the damn books faster? They might not consider going as far as the captor in “Misery” does, but might have fantasized about housing the author in the attic or a spare bedroom to churn out books for their personal pleasure. After all, not every writer is as prodigious as Joyce Carol Oates or Alexander McCall Smith, who seem almost superhuman with the speed with which they write.