I had a dream last night in which I, a person of zero acting talents, had been given a role in a Noel Coward play. It only occurred to me, however, when I arrived at the theatre for the opening night (with a baby in tow no less), that I hadn’t so much as looked at my lines. I’m sure there are several ways in which that little nightmare could be interpreted, but I choose to believe it is closely related to the publication of Impersonation.
Ruth reads a physical description of herself in a book
I feel as if I have let my protagonist, Ruth, leave the safe place in which she has been living since I thought her up, and venture out into the wider world. And I know she does not easily feel comfortable there.
But I can’t stop her. She has gone, and is now standing on the sprawling literary stage that is Amazon. All I can do now is wait and see how she performs. To find out for yourself, check out the first chapter here.
