One of my facebook writer friends was speaking of writing the perfect murder and bemoaning the fact that the more she wrote, the more she realized that there was no such thing. I responded, flippantly I must confess, with the old quote “We don’t know what we don’t know” and realized as I hit send the extreme truth of it in this case.
There might be lots of deaths which are classified as a suicide or accident and never investigated further which were actually murders – very few police departments actually have an Adrian Monk – and any of those would be a perfect murder.
However, that would make for a poor novel. Maybe.
We don’t know what we don’t know.
I’ve been reading Tarot cards for about 18 years now but I got a surprise this morning. I was reading the cards for someone I thought I understood pretty well and it was coming out a pretty bland reading until I got to the six of swords, which has a child on it – and I tried to picture him as a child, and his adult motives suddenly came clear to me.
We talked a bit more, I didn’t want to dig too deeply – I’m not a psychiatrist, I don’t want to dredge up things I don’t know how to deal with – but he sort of confirmed that I was right.
We don’t know what we don’t know.
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