So there I was, hobbling out to the grill the other night to start dinner, when a neighbor spotted me.
Inevitably, he asked what I did to my foot.
You already know the VCR story, so you shouldn’t be too surprised that he laughed. But…he then added that I should come up with a better story.
And you know what? He’s right.
The neighbor helpfully suggested that I incorporate trying to save a dog or a small child, but if I’m going to go all out with a fabrication, then I want it to be a little more…colorful.
You’d think as a creative fiction author, I could make up something much better than the truth and start telling that instead. But I’m having trouble. So, I’m appealing to the lot of you to join me in my quest for the best tall tale. If you come up with the best story of how I broke my foot (I’ll be the judge), I’ll send you an autographed copy of Weeding out Trouble. The only requirements are simplicity (the lie has to seem believable) and creativity (believable doesn’t mean dull).
Let the fibs begin!