And now, I feel as if it’s time for a change of pace. You, Friends and Fans, have followed me, excuse me us, for some time now. We appreciate your love and loyalty. I promise you that we will continue to bring you the absolute best in literary might. We are working hard for YOU dear reader, my friends, my compatriots.

An Honest Lie Volume 1: Encouraging the Delinquency of Your Inner Child brought you some of the best writers out there. We read and considered thousands of stories and worried them all down to a collection of the deepest significance. Well, to all of us at least. An Honest Lie Volume 1 includes gems like Apple Tree by Eric Trant. Eric, by the way, is the proud winner of the An Honest Lie Volume 1 Contest. He will be getting a coveted book deal with us, congratulations Eric, I look forward to working with you in the future. I will be bringing you, readers, a great interview with Eric in a few days.

An Honest Lie Volume 2: Delusions of Insignificance saw the return of some of our favorite writers. Corina Calsing is back with “Martina Gets the Last Word” a story about a woman with a great deal to say to the love of her life, ahem and … um … death. It also showcases some fantastic new talent. “Weight” by Terry Sanville is a harrowing tale and one of my personal favorites. Patrick Scalisi introduces us to “The Registry of Lost Socks” And our reigning champ Eric Trant returns with a trip to the moon courtesy of a man named Percy Freebottom.

Don’t think that’s all my friends, oh no. We have, and starting November 1st will be taking submissions for, our third installment of An Honest Lie, coming your way. This year’s prompt, for all you deep thinkers out there, is “Justifiable Hypocrisy”. I know what I’m working on. Do you? The gauntlet is down, the gates are open. Choose your weapon. I expect to see some of you from previous volumes coming back for more and I hope to see some of you newbies as well. Come on folks let’s do this.

I must confess that I am here today to toot, ahem, my own horn a bit. I am the last of them, the final interview for An Honest Lie Volume 2: Delusions of Insignificance. And I have been stretching out the words and dragging out the inevitable. It had to be done, you understand, it just had to. You must be informed of the great things we have in store for you. I have been, and you should be jealous, privileged enough, in my position here as Jr. Editor, to read a collection By Corina Calsing that BLEW ME AWAY! I don’t know how much I can reveal here without getting fired but, between you and me, it is going to knock your head off. But since I can, apparently, no longer delay the inevitable, no matter how many words I use, I will begin with what so many of our writers had to begin with. (Wow what a sentence that was terrible.) …

Open Heart Publishing: What do you feel is a delusion of insignificance?

Davin Kimble: Me. Yeah, hell I am a delusion of great insignificance if you want to know the truth, dude in my head. I sit here between two worlds; the real world where I’m the broke and often literally starving artist, trying to explain to his kid that he can’t make it this week, and the world I live in my mind. In there I am one of the greatest writers to ever live and I am just paying my goddamn dues and one day I will have some cash and I can say to everyone, “look I told you I could do it and make a decent living doing it.” I mean, fuck, really? What kind of deluded shit storm do I have to endure here? My mind is a damned deluded mess.

OHP: Dude, you’re killing me here. There are families out there and they may be reading this mess. Tell me, what, do you feel, is An Honest Lie?

D. K.: The shit we tell each other when our hormones are out of whack and out instincts are fighting our better judgment. Those are honest lies. She loves you when you’re in, but once you climb out …. I honestly lie to the police when they ask me stupid questions about my personal business. I know I’m just being a dick and it could wind me up in jail. But I hate cops so much I almost don’t care. That’s an honest lie too.

OHP: Why do you feel the need to write?

D.K.: I don’t feel the need to write. I write because I want to write. I write because I like to write. Its torture and it sucks and sometimes I am like, “to hell with this bullshit I ain’t writing shit, kiss my grits.” I always write, I always have. I love it. I need this to work out for me. I need you to buy our, and my, books. You can find them here at the store.

OHP: Hey, what a way to throw in the sales pitch dude. So you seem pretty bitter and angry at the world. Tell me, have you ever considered becoming involved in a revolution?

D.K.: I always want to revolutionize something. I want to revolutionize the way my lazy ass does these interviews for one. I want to revolutionize the way the government takes care of its citizens but I’m not smart enough for that. And yes, you say, “vote”, and I vote but it pisses me off. Ninety percent of the time both those clown politicians can kiss my ass. But I vote and listen to NPR and those clowns at Fox and I try to look and sound informed and I just want to revolutionize the hell out of the whole circus. Now, let me say, with that rant as my basis; I am working that anger out by writing a novel about it.

OHP: Do you think writers should call Ernest Hemmingway, Papa?

D.K.: Who the hell is Earnest Hemmingway? I mean in some vague way I know who he is and I read his stuff but, really he’s kind of dry isn’t he? I get his power of sentence structure but seriously, Papa? Who comes up with this shit? Earnest “Grand-damned-daddy” Hemmingway was as fucked up as the rest of us. I don’t even call my papa, papa.

OHP: Ahhhh! Okay, let’s move on then – .

D.K.: Don’t ask me stupid shit.

OHP: Noted; Why did you decide to submit your work to An Honest Lie?

D.K.: Honestly? I’m in here on a fluke. I was looking for a job, as I always am, and networking and I get an friend request from An Honest Lie and I’m thinking, “Why in the hell would I friend someone called An Honest –Damned – Lie?” But I did my due diligence and looked it up. I was impressed; so I proceeded to con them into interviewing me for a sales position. I suck at sales and I thought I’d try to bluff my way into the Jr. Editors position instead. That didn’t work out though. Not right away. Someone much more qualified for the job got it instead. I didn’t walk away empty handed. Our fearless leader Debrin Case continued to network with me and to follow my progress. When the Jr. Editors Position came open he thought of me first. When I agreed to take on the great responsibility of being the Jr. Editor my first directive was to write a story for An Honest Lie Volume 2: Delusions of insignificance. I had this novel about the afterlife running around in my head for a long time. It, like the story, is called “After it all Ends” and it’s about death and redemption. I won’t bore you with the details but this story should be titled “Chapter One”.

OHP: Yeah, I know that story. It has dragons in it doesn’t it?

D.K.: No. That’s the High Fantasy one about the Dragon King. Tolkein-esque adventure book, a can’t miss.

OHP: doesn’t it have some obvious sounding title?

D.K. Shut up.

OHP: Okay, besides writing, what other sorts of deviant behavior do you happen to enjoy?

D.K.: You don’t want to know the answer to that. People ask you these stupid personal questions that they really don’t want to know the answers to. They force you to fudge your answers and be all witty. You don’t really want to know what goes on behind my closed doors. Unless you do, then come on over and let’s get down to it. You should bring lotion, and a basket and a hose.

OHP: Do atheists pray?

D.K.: I don’t know anything about atheists. I may even know some but they don’t talk to me about whether or not they pray. If an atheist is going on and on about how much he doesn’t believe in god he’s a bit of a religionist himself. The disbelief in god being his doctrine he tries to harangue you into his camp. Pretty stupid approach if you ask me.

OHP: Besides short stories what other writing endeavors are you currently engaged in?

D.K.: There’s all the books I was talking about. There’s all the name dropping and sales pitching I’ve been doing in this interview, (OHP Fa liiiife!).

OHP: Are there any authors, besides yourself, that you enjoy reading?

D.K.: I would suck as a writer and role model for the kids if there weren’t. I mean I don’t believe you can write well at all if you don’t read. And if you read well enough to write with any skill, then it stands to reason you also have a favorite writer, or six. If you don’t read you are the most likely to be completely confused right now. Which is sad, because I am only moderately good at constructing compelling sentences.

OHP: You are going to get me fired.

D.K.: You are going to get yourself fired. I am not going to force you to use this crap.

OHP: Again, noted. Okay then, we are going to skip some of the more … well controversial questions here.

D.K.: Please do.

OHP: We will skip the humanity question –

D.K.: Wait. How come? Why not ask me the humanity question?

OHP: Well, you seem a bit anti humanity –

D.K.: And shouldn’t I be? Why not? You live in my head to … tell me, why the hell should I not be anti – effin’ – humanity?

OHP: Okay I will ask you the humanity question. Where do you feel humanity is headed as a whole?

D.K.: That’s a stupid question dude.

OHP: You wanted it … answer it.

D.K.: Humanity is going to continue down the same degenerative deep dark road it’s always traveled. Even if we “fix the economy”, and, “stop global warming”, and “save the whales and the children and the crack babies in Africa and India”, we will still find some way to fuck it up. I mean look at you. For weeks you’ve bored your hapless readers with interviews from and stories about An Honest Lie Volume 2: Delusions of Insignificance. How many wind turbines did you put up today? How many of those beer cans do you remember to recycle? Mr. Smarty Pant’s writer, Jr. Editor big shot. Where is humanity going?

OHP: We are all waiting on you to tell us. We’ve been waiting since 6pm actually. Get on with it.

D.K.: I’m going to punch you in your face.

OHP: I am so done with this guy; SECURITY!

Davin Kimble – Jr. Editor

Davin Kimble lives in and writes from Fort Worth, Texas. He takes every writing project as an opportunity to become a better writer. From pen pals, to blogging Davin is always looking for reasons to expand his knowledge of and skill with the written word. You can find him around the web under the screen name davinkwriter. His most recent published works include pieces in local Publishing house Twit Publishing’s PULP! He is also going to be in their second anthology. His most recent work is in An Honest Lie, Volume 2: Delusions of Insignificance From Open Heart Publishing, where he is a contributing editor. And some other stuff around the web out there. He also writes a blog that needs more attention The Kimble View Point and a blog for Open Heart Publishing called Life at Open Heart Publishing. His novel in progress called, “Donovan,” a story about a 30 year old propaganda writer in a future war-torn America, was recently solicited by the Irene Goodman Literary Agency.