Truth or Fiction
We could also call this the Transparency Page.
It has come to my attention there are people in the world who get their undies in a knot if they read something fictional in what is purported to be a non-fiction piece of writing. I guess I can understand that. Then again, I’m not doling out financial advice here and you’re not likely to make life or death decisions based on what I write. But fair is fair.
Much of what I write is based on my life experiences. Much of what I write is total bullshit that galloped through my grey matter in a brandy & seven-induced dream. To help you better understand the truth or fiction of my writing I came up with a kind of rating system. Each of my stories is tagged with one of the following;
Fiction:
- Rest assured, what you’re reading in this story is total bullshit. Do not believe a word of it.
Non-Fiction:
- This story is based on a life experience of mine or someone close to me. The language and descriptions may be enhanced to better explain the story but you can be assured this is true. That said, I still wouldn’t make a life or death decision based on its contents.
Kinda Non-Fiction:
- This story is based on something that happened in my life but, since my life is essentially that of a male middle-aged boring boomer, the story needed some added life so you could actually get through it.
If you only want to read stories that are true – simply search for the tag; non-fiction. And of course vice-versa.
And one more thing, I recently read a story, written – I believe – by a Millennial, on how to understand Boomer Humor. If you’re younger than say, 30 or 40, and you don’t like your Dad or your Grandpa’s humor – you’re probably not going to like mine. That’s okay, but don’t say I didn’t warn you.
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