‘How’s your day been?’ Someone asks. ‘Very well,’ you reply with a convincing smile, knowing it’s been anything but that. It’s a little white lie we tell with ease.
It’s polite to reply positively. It’s acceptable to answer civilly with a wrong answer than a diabolically honest one. No one really wants to know bad news – asking is merely an acknowledgment of existence anyway. Someone recognizes you and, by asking, it’s all about the greeting itself not the content. Answering returns the greeting in the most polite way, lying or not.
But lying is an important and integral part of normal communication. It helps sustain relationships. It also entertains us. Little white lies are created around things like: Santa Claus and The Tooth Fairy – are woven comfortably into the tapestry of language. They make us smile and keeps family bonds strong through artistic storytelling.
They are the little white lies that we live with without regret.
There is another little white lie that snakes its way into conversation too.
The Little White Lies That Are Never Spoken
Don’t get me wrong, silence isn’t always a reptilian of the forked kind, sometimes it is just what it is, a nil-response with zero intention. Often it’s not. In fact, rarely it’s not nothing because nothing it’s still about doing something. Abstaining from words is not just about carefree silence or naivity, it’s about withholding information, abstaining from supplying factual data.
Silence can be driven by the same love-lie designed to promote and reinforce relationships. What really matters is the intention behind a lie… but how do you know intention?
You don’t. That’s what trust is for. Little white lies and those truths hidden under a cloak of silence should be allowed to remain innocent until proven guilty. Waging a war on a loved one is pointless and potentially destructive. But the difference between these lies and the blacker ones is that, once discovered, black ones are provable. They also are backed by the darkest of intent. They go deep and cut right into the bone.
In SEETHINGS, some of the lies are blatantly obvious. They are drowned in a rich blackness that they cannot be ignored. Others are smaller and almost benign. The little white lies are the keys to the narrative thought and you won’t see the biggest lie coming when it hits. Your jaw will drop.
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‘Forman’s writing style is artful, with the protagonist Mitchell’s warped thought processes masterfully exposed. The author has a powerful and vivid command of language and his word pictures are stark and disturbingly real.’ – Linda J Bettenay, author of ‘Secrets Mothers Keep’ and ‘Wishes For Starlight’