We all start out in life as a blank slate.
Pure.
Uncorrupted.
Innocent.
We don’t stay that way for long.
The first big lie I believed happened to me when I was four-years-old. I was rejected by a group of girls on a playdate. Their words stung, and when they turned their backs on me I was crushed.
The lie: I wasn’t good enough.
Hurt.
Shunned.
Changed forevermore.
I remember my mother was more upset than I was. Because she knew.
My mother knew the disappointments life held. And she wanted to shield me from them as long as possible. But, she couldn’t.
No one can.
If only it had happened once, I might not have fallen for that lie. But it wasn’t. It happened several times during my formative years and many times since. And it has followed me like a shadow throughout my life.
The stories I write bridge the gap between the lies we tell or believe about ourselves and the truth that’s behind them all. Do you hide behind a façade of normalcy or perfection like my main character Avery in Knee-high Lies does? Do you believe something about yourself that isn’t true, but you’ve been told it so often in life you can’t help but believe the lie? Do you look at others and see the good in them but fail to see the good in yourself? What lies do you tell yourself?
This Spring I continue to work on the second book in the Knee-high series, and we’re going to find out what happens next in Avery and Jaxson’s life. Will she be able to stay on the side of truth or will she end up telling more lies?
Knee-high Lies is available at a reduced price for a limited time at Amazon.
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