A NIGHT WITH ISAAC B. SINGER AND HIS DEMONS
The Grand Imp settled himself in front of a piece of apple pie and a cup of coffee. A long night of mischief lay ahead and he needed to fortify himself. Between bites, an anxious bystander slipped in quietly next to him. ''Have the demons and dybbuks arrived?'' he was asked. The Imp smiled. His bright blue eyes narrowed. ''For the time being,'' he said, ''I see only people, but most probably the others will show up.'' Isaac Bashevis Singer - Nobel Laureate, master storyteller and literary imp - came to a great Gothic stone church in this suburban community Sunday to attend a stage adaptation of his short story ''Gimpel the Fool'' and later to hold a dialogue with the audience.