As a theatre artist I’m passionate about immersing myself in artifice. I’m a firm believer in finding truth in fiction; often an experience can be made to feel even more authentic and relatable by playing pretend.
So writing these posts can seem pointless and even phony to me. What am I trying to say, exactly, in these attempts to raise questions about the creative process? What truth am I getting at?
But I suppose that’s the point. Reflecting on the process can strengthen our approach to truth-telling. The more we’re conscious of how our work affects us and others, the more effective our stories become.
Maybe the “phoniness” I’m feeling is really a higher level of authenticity that still getting used to.