Of course I never deleted the Wikipedia page. That would be wrong. Besides. I’m pretty sure it is one of the password protected pages that can only be updated by approved parties. However, it would be hilarious if it did not and the page just vanished.
I only like jokes when someone else is the one getting in trouble.
Changing subjects. That was a fun challenge. At first, I wasn’t sure I’d be able to do it—that’s not unusual. I think that about everything before I have time to ruminate on it. The lie part was what really hung me up. I’m not a fan of lying in any form. I’m not saying be mean or blab everything you hear; but I don’t like deception designed to protect yourself (or under the guise of “protecting someone’s feelings”) or put forth something that isn't true when facts are right there. I think my entry reflected my distaste for it. I couldn’t quite seem to get it right.
Those without experience in novel writing might say that fiction is nothing but a lie. They, of course, are wrong. A story is one thing. It is a dream. There is no supposition that it is real (that would be non-fiction), although one may pretend it is so. I make up stories and characters, but none of them are lies.
Now I’m getting all philosophic again. Booooring. I’m going to go drink beer and play video games.
Okay, that was a lie.