I'm too nice, really. I should work on being more harsh, selfish, or at least a little less selfless.
“Shit,” Paul curses under his breath as he tips over a jar of jelly. It joins the myriad of stains from cans of wet dog food and pre-made spaghetti sauce on the cabinets. The counters are no better off than the cabinets.
My opinion as a writer? I think there is a difference between truth and fact. Truth is a personal opinion/feeling; meanwhile, fact is an undeniable, communal understanding.