An interesting conversation started recently about alter ego and how much of you are they? I write under the name Stormy and have always seen her as the dark version of me but I recently realised, (with the help of a new muse) that Stormy IS me, and Beverley is the person I am pretending to be. But ultimately are they not the same person. Yes and no is the easy answer to that, but what makes it more complicated is when the alter ego is actually a different gender to your own, whether this is writers like George Elliot, or even to transvestites and drag queens. Are we not all the same person just identified by different names. Like Goff suggested we put on different masks when we are back stage and front stage. Many people use different “personas” when around different people and some even use these alter ego to say or do things that they feel they can not do when they are “themselves”. This makes me thinks of a documentary about Nina Conti, a ventriloquist who says that her puppet “grandma” says all the rude and naughty things that she would like to say. If this is true then our alter egos are no more than puppet for us to voice what we feel in “reality”. Going back to my own alter ego of Stormy who was “created” as a mouth piece for my depression still leaves me with the question, which one is the real “me”?
July 19, 2013