Secrets and lies
We all have secrets. We all lie. The scale of the lies we tell varies, of course. There are degrees of lying, just as there are degrees of sunshine or murder. Most people, we assume, aren’t sociopaths or compulsive liars, but most of us at one time or another tells the occasional untruth. Fiction writing is a kind of lying, but it’s also a way of telling the truth. I suppose you can say it’s a way of disguising your own secrets in a story. I’m pretty certain I’m not the first
Stuart Grant
