But how could I convey to Henry — who sometimes, onstage with his band, played entire shows with his back to the audience — the thrill of delivering a good line to a crowd that would immediately respond, that would fall over themselves to one-up your joke or fill in the blanks with their own suggestions and information?
Are you willing to destroy others, including little babies, in order to feed the monster within?
Not in my case, but it was a much closer call than I would like to admit. I now inhabit a life I don’t deserve, but we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn’t end any time soon.
Liz Cox Barrett is a writer at CJR.