I cannot tell a lie…

As writers, we have the innate ability to bend the truth, create amazing characters and weave together fact and fiction.  As humans, we often tell fish tales to make ourselves or our situations sound better, worse, happier, sadder or more thrilling than reality. 

In light of our propensity for falsehoods, I present to you: 

Two Truths and a Lie

The object of this game is to bluff your way through three statements.  Two of them must be personal facts, while the other will be a fib, exaggeration or outright whopper.  Commenters will then try to guess the  lie.

My Two Truths and a Lie

  1. I can deadlift a canoe–pick it up from the ground and carry it over my head–solo.
  2. My sister ran over my forehead with her bike–it left a dent, but didn’t seem to leave lasting brain damage.  At least not that I know of…
  3. I won a second place trophy in a real live rodeo–for keeping my seat on a calf for 1 minute 8 seconds.

Any one is welcome to participate in this game.  To play, simply follow the super cinchy directions–or as many as you feel inclined to do.

  1. Leave a comment guessing my lie and your reasoning behind it.  Snickers of disbelief are acceptable.  After all, I am a writer of fiction.
  2. Show off your believability quotient by posting this game on your blog.  If you’re so inclined, you can link back to my blog.  If not, that’s okay too.
  3. Let us know in your comment if you are posting and leave a link.  We would love to harrass you learn more about you.

Just an FYI, about everything I ever write is a fib of some kind.  My life really isn’t as exciting as I try to make it sound. 

Or is it?



11 responses to “I cannot tell a lie…

  1. I am hopeless at detecting when someone is lying about things they have done. I believe people’s tales because they are interesting, especially if they show an unexpected side to them.

    So here goes.

    I believe you can deadlift a canoe. I don’t know how heavy a canoe is, but I do know that lifting is a question of technique and core strength, not muscley arms. Plus I can cleaner-press heavy weights over my head and onto my shoulders and I don’t look as if I can do that at all.

    The bike… we’ll come back to that.

    The rodeo. As I’ve decided you have the core strength to lift canoes, I reckon you can keep your backside on a bronco. And congratulations.

    Which means the bike must be the fib. Never mind that we can’t see a forehead dent in your picture, I’ve decided it’s not true because it’s the least interesting.

    Of course as this whole post is about tall tales, you may not have played by your own rules, and I am now Miss Gullible. But then those of us who tweet already know that you are not quite as you seem. Miss Woods.

    Great game!

  2. I’m voting #2 also.

    Let’s see:

    I once flew a hang glider into a wall

    I once skied off a 20 ft jump

    I once bungee jumped into a live volcano

    • Ouch. You are extremely daring, Andrew.

      I think you did not fly your hang glider into the wall. I think you flew it beautifully for a great distance and landed softly on your feet, not your keister.

  3. Oh fun. I had to play as well! Here’s a link:


    So, my guess is that the rodeo story isn’t true, just b/c everyone else said the bike story.

    And since we’re in the comments, I’m gonna guess that Iapetus999 is NOT telling the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth so help him god on his third one, bungee jumping in to a LIVE volcano.

    • Michelle, I’ll head over to your lies in a minute.

      Look at his headgear…that’s obviously been in a live volcano, dontcha think? Maybe he jumped from his hanglider as he passed over Mt. Saint Helens–then smashed into the side and had to ski jump out of there?

  4. I will divulge my truths later this week. Until then, the debate can continue.

    And don’t forget to check out Michelle’s for a little more fun.

  5. I’m late to the party, but I’ll give it a shot. You do live in the land of 10,000 lakes, so there is reason to believe the story about the canoe, but your sister running over your head seems too ridiculous to be a lie, and I think that I detect underlying pride in the statement of the calf roping. I am guessing that being able to dead lift a canoe is the lie.

    I am posting the game at my blog: layinda.wordpress.com and will title it, “I Cannot Tell a Lie.”

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