I think fiction is a curious irony because it’s often the best vehicle for revealing truth. I read widely. I read non-fiction: politics, social science, history. I read fiction: historical fiction, classics, fantasy, sci-fi, contemporary, romance, middle-grade, YA. I’ve read dozens of articles with research and hard-core scientific backing to certain ground-breaking theories. I’ve listened to lectures and had conversations with some amazing professors, students, and researchers. But the greatest truths I ever hear are always displayed in stories, often in fiction.
I’ll read something, and even though it has no scientific proof, no research to back the statements or events, sometimes a string of simple words jump off the page and right into my soul. This is true, the words whisper, as if they were meant just for me.
And that is the power of story. The best fiction conveys the deepest truths. It speaks to the soul, and no amount of research or scientific proof could ever make it otherwise. That is what I aim for.
I want to tell lies to tell the truth.