I was reading an old play of mine this morning when it occurred to me that the people I create on the page of a play are very real to me. In fact, at times in my life, my created people have been more real to me than the flesh & bone people in my life at the time, and as you can imagine, this has caused conflicts from time to time. Is creative writing at this level a form of mental illness?
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