If Your Lips Are Movin'... Then You're Lyin'

          It's been a dry spell when it comes to some of my friends (and me) and Chicken Soup. Story call-outs are posted, we submit, and then we find out the book is coming out in a month or two and we still haven't gotten our acceptance email.

        They must be running late with letting everyone know their story's been chosen. But then the book hits the bookstores and we still haven't heard... and we resign ourselves that yet another book has rejected more of our stories.

        At our last writing critique meeting, the WWWPs were talking about it. I didn't say a thing because I didn't want to jinx it, but I'd heard a month or so earlier that one of my stories had made it through part of the acceptance process. Two days after our WWWP meeting, I got the final A-okay. My story, On a Mission, will be included in an upcoming Chicken Soup anthology.

This book will be on sale beginning on August 18.


My story is about a bunch of lies I told in order to get a dog rescued. I didn't go as far as steal the dog (which I did once, or at least was an accomplice in stealing an abused beagle) but I did tell some tall tails tales. The golden retriever went from a horrible home to a wonderful home, due to the lies I concocted.

When have you lied for a noble cause? When have you used lying for good (instead of evil)? When you "stretched the truth," did it ever come back to bite you in the rear end?

Truth-transforming minds want to know.