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Creative writingwisdom. You will risk sounding presumptuous, but risk is in everything you try. Play dead. Write as though a
dead line lay so near to you that what you are writing is the final thing you will write.
By doing so many times, it will become one of the habits of writing, and one of many self-roles of the dramatic personae within you. Remember it is atone of mind.
Playing othersYou will begin to recognise that there is some heartlessness at the core of writing, despite its assertion and celebration of human values. The mother of the French novelist Gustave Flaubert wrote that her famous son’s mania for creating sentences had dried up his heart. Writing can be as faceless and as masked a business as drama. The novelist Jorge Luis Borges diagnoses the talent in Shakespeare There was no one in him behind his face . . . and his words,
which were copious, fantastic and stormy, there was only a bit of coldness, a dream dreamt by no one. At first he thought that all people were like him.’
Have you ever had the experience of thinking that all people are like you By observing, remembering and imagining, you absorbed these others, as selves.
They are sometimes
masks behind which you write personae. Borges can also think of himself as two people, as Borges and I, in which the other Borges is the one things happen to . . . I like hourglasses, maps, eighteenth century typography, the taste of coffee and the prose of Stevenson he shares these preferences, but in a vain way that turns them into the attributes of an actor . . . I do not know which of us has written this page.
(quoted in Burke Borges claims that he lets the first self goon living, so that the other self can create literature, and that this writing justifies the existence of the first self my life is a flight and I lose everything and everything belongs to oblivion, or to him’.
To paraphrase Margaret Atwood, in
her book of essays on writing NegotiatingWith the Dead (
2002
), a writer also consists of individuals whom they may never see or know. The person and the writer are invisible to each other or they might move between selves, characters of themselves, while they are writing.
Indeed, this facility is one of the engines for development of characters in fiction and creative nonfiction, or of voice (and voices) in writing more generally. As
Samuel Beckett said, I write about myself with the same pencil and in the same exercise book as about him. It is no longer I, but another whose life is just beginning.’
If this disposition is extreme, it can be perceived as extrovert, a mild schizophrenia even. When in the flow of writing,
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Creative writingobserved people and lookout from within them. In this example, from A Visit to Newgate’, he writes from the point of view of areal man he has seen fora moment (not
a fictional character, condemned to execution in Newgate
Prison:
Seven hours left He paces the narrow limits of his cell with rapid strides,
cold drops of terror starting on his forehead, and every muscle of his frame quivering with agony . . . He suffers himself to be led to his seat,
mechanically takes the bible which is placed in his hand, and tries to read and listen. No . . . The book is torn and soiled by use – and like the book he read his lessons in, at school, just forty years ago He has never bestowed a thought upon it, perhaps, since he left it as a child and yet the place,
the time, the room – nay, the very boys he played with, crowd as vividly before him.
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