People often ask authors if the stuff in their novels -- the good stuff, the juicy stuff, the stuff most likely to get them into trouble -- is true. And when asked, most authors will say that they’ve made everything up; that nothing in the book is autobiographical.

One of the reasons they say this is because they don’t want to get in trouble, which is completely understandable. Another reason they say this is so that they can appear to be fabulously imaginative: it’s much harder, these alleged fabulously imaginative fiction writers would argue, to make stuff up than it is to simply write things down that have actually happened to you.

Not for me. I think recalling and dredging up and writing about painful and embarrassing events that have actually happened – bad blind dates, bad relationships, bad break-ups, acting like a completely insane obsessive-compulsive jealous suspicious (but almost completely justified) boyfriend stalker -- and things that have been survived – gigantic narcissists; bad sadistic bosses behaving like complete lunatics -- is much harder.

But then, I’m biased. Because that’s what I do. I write about things that have happened to me.

What I also do is admit that I write about things that have happened to me.

I used to call this kind of fiction “Thinly Disguised Autobiographical Fiction” but that’s way too long – especially with how short people’s attention spans are and especially if I hope someday to get a whole new bookstore genre made especially for me. For a while I called it “Extreme Emotional Survival Fiction” since I couldn’t help drawing a comparison between how crazy risk-taking adrenalin junkies are drawn to extreme adventure sports and how I am drawn to extreme emotional survival situations. But that was way too long a name, too, which is why I found a much easier name for what I write: “Faction.” “Faction” is factual fiction. Or, fiction based on fact.

Example: After going through an extremely painful break-up in my late twenties, I became so obsessed with what had happened and why that I spent an inordinate amount of time researching the similarities between male behavior and animal behavior. My first novel, Animal Husbandry, is about a woman who goes through an extremely painful break-up and becomes so obsessed with what happened and why that she spends an inordinate amount of time researching the similarities between male behavior and animal behavior. See? Faction.

Another example: After being romantically challenged through most of my early thirties, I began panicking about how I would have kids if I didn’t meet someone in time to have them with. My second novel, Dating Big Bird, is about a woman who is romantically challenged through most of her early thirties and decides how she will have kids without having someone to have them with. See? Again: faction.