ALL CRUSADERS ARE NOW A PART OF MY LIFE.
I double checked, and I am following EVERYONE. 217. Done.
All new friends, welcome to my home away from home, I do a lot of nothing here, it's where I procrastinate, dream, gab, share stories-- in no order. Please, make yourselves at home. Bienvenue chez moi!
Now, onto the lying...
Wow, I read some real whoppers in this contest. Nicely done, crusaders. So, three SOMEONES guessed my lie, well... close enough that I'm proud of them, because really, we just met.
What we choose to lie about is very revealing to our character. How we choose to lie, even more so. I studied the art of lying briefly, because my characters in the Notebook Chronicles like to play a little game that involves lying to each other or not lying. Like cubs, wrestling to learn, they push each other to their limits.
Now, I am not a liar. Not even a little bit. I love the truth, and if I can't tell you the truth, for whatever reason, I'll keep my mouth shut. You can read my silence, as you want. Still, I'll share with you, a few of the points I learnt about lying, or not lying. I've included examples from my last post.
- Exaggerating the truth is not a lie, if you warn everyone that you do this. (Ok, so the blades were not exactly flying at me. I warned you that I exaggerate for flare, so that's not a lie.)
- Telling the truth, but not ALL the truth is not a lie. (I did write 11 books, but they aren't all ready for representation, only 2 are. 5 need work, 4 are shelved in my written word cemetery.)
- Being sarcastic is not a lie. (The witty remark. I still can't discuss it without giggling, sorry.)
- When you do lie, surround it by distracting truths. (I was in fact printing a newsletter with the music blaring.)
- Most importantly, believe what you say to be true, and others will too. (I really am a storyteller.)
I suck at lying, in real life, probably because I hate it when people lie to me. So, I practiced on my puppy for the entire summer, and this was her reaction to my efforts; (true story)
|When you said the water was warm, I assumed|
you meant warm enough for me.
Why do I believe anything
The lie in my crusader challenge?
Anyone who knows me would have glanced at that page and snorted.
"No one's gonna believe you baked!"
Congrats to Julie, L.A., and Liz who sorta detected my lie!
I was eating chips with yummy dip (a rare treat- it would normally be chocolate but I'd already finished it off while writing the newsletter), not a cookie I baked myself.
I have no ingredients to even bake a cookie. Sad, I know. The last time I baked, it was to teach my daughter how not to burn things. We failed, but ate them anyway. Yum.
"I like the lie better. Let everyone believe you're at home baking cookies, it's safer than admitting you torture yourself by trying to write. No one would believe you're that stupid anyway."-- my conscience.