When Mark Twain said that the reports of his death were exaggerated, he lied. The reports of his death were false. It was Mark Twain who lied about them. Turns out, he’s the one that made up the stories.
Mark Twain tops my list of those of us with ADD who made it work for them.
Writers don’t mean to lie. We usually don’t think we’re lying. We are just using every trick we know to keep you reading. We want to entertain or inform you but we have to keep you interested. What’s more; you want to be lied to. Do you want the boring truth or an enhanced version that expresses the facts but keeps you interested? A good writer takes your imagination and paints vivid images in your mind. At least that is the way I write to keep my reader engaged.
I discovered that I had ADD about ten years ago. The trouble is that I’ve had ADD all my life. Fortunately, I tend to make lemonade out of lemons and managed to manage a severe case of ADD without a prison record, tattoos or body piercings. Thank you Jesus or whoever is up there. I’m not dead yet, but boy did I have the chances. I’ve flown Huey’s up and down the Ho Chi Mhin trail, crashed two helicopters and a small plane, have over sixty skydiving jumps including one over North Viet Nam, several other night and water jumps. I had a Most Secret/Top Secret/Krypto clearance, lived in Tehran and drove a Mini Cooper off a hundred foot cliff (no, not on purpose). Now no one wants to fly or ride with me, but their lives are far less interesting.