When Word Becomes Flesh

This week, some words from our very own Tamara Radak!

Five years ago, I co-wrote a play with 19 other authors, each of us between 13 and 27 years old at that time. Apart from the requirement that there should be a baby who turns up at school unexpectedly and causes considerable uproar and confusion among the teenage characters, there were no limitations as to what the text should be about. At the week-long workshop, we wrote short pieces based on automatic writing: specific or abstract images served as stimuli and we soon started creating short prose about depressed pillows, dialogues between two socks in a drawer or metaphysical explorations of the philosophical value of salt shakers. Occasionally, we would read out particularly interesting, but also hilariously silly bits and pieces from our collections. In this process of reading out not only polished and perfect set pieces, but also very immediate and honest drafts, we not only ended up bonding over the powerful language of literature, but also creating characters and story lines for what was later to become the Schrilles Herz, without having to sit through endless weeks and months of solitary drafting and editing. At the premiere, we were still somewhat dumbfounded that we had actually succeeded in creating a more or less coherent play. The feeling of hearing my own words on stage, intertwined with and in dialogue with those of others and even eliciting emotional responses from the audience is something I will never forget.

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