never wrote anything good until I stopped trying to write the truth. I never had any real fun either. Truth is not the truth. Fiction is the truth. The conventional truism is “Write what you know.” But something mysterious and wonderful happens when we write what we don’t know. The Muse enters the arena. Stuff comes out of us from a very deep source. Where is it coming from? The “unconscious”? The “field of potentiality”? I don’t know. But I’ve had the same experience over and over. When I write something that really happened, people read it and say, “Sounds like bullshit.”
