Too Happy to Write?

I know what you’re thinking; give me these problems!  But I wonder if this truly exists.  I think about this now because, as I mentioned in a previous post, in Joshua Ferris’s To Rise Again at a Decent Hour, he describes the main character’s ex-girlfriend, who he hired to be his office manager, but then (unwisely) did not fire after they broke up, going through a period where she experienced this phenomenon.  She used to write poetry, but then found that, in this blissful “honeymoon” period of their relationship, she was simply too happy to write. Continue reading

Sometimes a lie is more like the truth

Abraham Lincoln said that “[n]o man has a good enough memory to be a successful liar.”  I don’t know if that’s true.  Not necessarily about any man having a good enough memory; I don’t know if lying is a memory thing at all.  Do liars have better memory? It seems like more of a creativity thing.  I do think it helps to be bright, but I think it helps more to have a good imagination.  And it helps to believe.  Because a lie repeated, and clung to with conviction, can become more compelling than any truth ever was. Continue reading