
Akil pauses, no longer guiding me through this daydream with her hand. “That’s something I’m saving for my on-screen projects,” she decides. We find ourselves seated on a bench in the Lower East Side on the last day of March, engaging in a conversation that often happens between 12 and 4 a.m. in bars – candid, emotional, uplifting, filled with laughter and quickly followed by an Instagram connection. Akil has allowed me to join her for the New York version of her writing routine, as she wrote much of her Netflix adaptation of Judy Blume’s novel “Forever” at her favorite coffee shop, Ludlow between Houston and Stanton. At 54, Akil is wearing her writing sweater – a large cream-colored cardigan that would make Nancy Meyers envious. She indicates a man leisurely leaving his car, despite causing a minor traffic jam. We both appreciate his unhurried pace, his careful double-check to make sure the dry-cleaner bags weren’t caught in the door. “Human behavior is one of the most fascinating things to observe and try to express,” she notes.