Wendy Wasserstein, a wonderful writer, a great wit, and an all-around cool person, died yesterday. She was only 55 years old. Wasserstein was a playwright, a screenwriter, a theatre developer (she began a dynamic program to get smart, low-income city kids involved in theatre), a New Yorker, a single mom, an engaged citizen. She was also a fixture in New York, sought after for opinions and commentary, sometimes as the token woman in a roundtable.
An obituary is here, and a funny, poignant remembrance of Wasserstein by a friend, the journalist Gail Collins, is here.
The lights on Broadway will be dimmed tonight in her honour.