All the World: A Stage

I’ve been thinking about the difference between the author who suffers (lives his or her daily life) and the mind that creates (the author we often identify with), and I think there is a bit of an out-of-body experience that happens during the act of creative writing. To pen an essay or memoir about something that happened to you (like Adali’s ‘Up at Dawn’) or to chronicle something you witness while capturing conflict (like Bernardo’s ‘The Walk), you need to get closer to, and yet distance yourself from, such experiences—to step outside your own skin, to peer into the minds of others, or take a fresh glance at your own persona.

Maybe you can then see yourself or others as characters in a play. Life is theater, after all.

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