From an award-winning playwright “who splits the difference between David Rakoff and Larry David” (NY journal)-a “compulsively readable debut” (Time Out New York) of big-hearted, laugh-until-you-can’t-breathe essays, stories, and riffs on locating love and intimacy in NEW YORK.

Since moving to NY ten years ago, award-winning writer and performer Isaac Oliver has pined for countless strangers within the subway, slept with fifty percent individuals in his Washington Heights community, and about Intimacy Idiot observed the best and worst of mankind from behind the cup of a Situations Square theater box office. Whether he’s hooking up with a guy who dresses being a dolphin, suffering on airplanes and buses next to people with Food From Home, or hovering around an impenetrable group of attractive people at a cocktail party, Oliver captures the messy, shifting, and absurd moments of urban lifestyle as we live it today. With this uproariously funny debut collection, he delivers a comedic cornucopia of sketches, vignettes, lists, and diaries from his existence as a young, fanciful, and extremely single gay man in New York City.

“Oliver offers mastered the artwork of self-deprecation…he will get humor and heart in the unlikeliest of places,” raves Entertainment Weekly. Culled from years of heartbreak, hook-ups, and even more awkwardness when compared to a virgin at prom and a whore in chapel (and he ought to know because he’s been both), Intimacy Idiot chronicles Oliver’s encounters with love, infatuation, resilience, and self-acceptance that echo our general desire to have intimacy of most kinds.