None of This is True
I’ve been reading Lisa Jewell’s new book None of This is True. I enjoy a good chick lit novel once in a while, especially if the plotting is good and eerie. Now, don’t give me any spoilers because I haven’t made it that far into the book, but what struck me as almost too real was the way the two main women are obsessed with social veneer.
It made me love the book immediately.
The women are often shown not just thinking about each other and imagining what life would be like as the other, but also how they must appear to the world and trying to fit into that picture.
It’s almost like they are creating their reality based on a fantasy: an image of how they are perceived by people based on their imagination of what the other people are like. Talk about a meta fantasy.
I don’t like to admit it, but I often catch myself thinking in this way. And then I have to stop it. We recently read Jordan Peterson’s 12 Rules for Life as a family and I think this is a perfect example of “Tell the truth, or at least don’t lie.” The fact is, we don’t know what other people are thinking about us. We don’t even know that they are. We don’t think that acting on those assumptions is a lie, but it’s a very, very fine line.
Life isn’t Instagram.