Confusing Truths, Forgetting Duty

Sometimes I find it hard to justify writing fiction, because the real world is so much more intricate and intriguing than one person could ever imagine. In fact, it never ceases to amaze me.

At times like that I remind myself that writing fiction is not reconstructing truth through verisimilitude. Writing fiction is revealing Truth by looking beyond what’s obvious. This is not just the privilege, but the duty of anyone telling tales.

My biggest fear as a writer isn’t failing at this. It’s forgetting it.

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