“Why do you do that?”
I grinned. “I write lots of true confession stories, and…”
“You mean to tell me those things aren’t true?”
“The ones I write aren’t.”
“But I thought they were.”
“Oh, I get facts out of real life and then I dress them up and tell them in first person. I’m always interested in divorces and murders, and things of that sort.”
“That’s why you asked about that murder?”
“I guess so, yes.”
She said, “I’ve always wanted to do some writing. Is it difficult?”
“Not in the least. You just’ put yourself on paper. It’s surprising how easy the words come.”