Have you ever thought about what fiction is? Probably, such a question may seem surprising: and so everything is clear. Every person throughout his life has to repeatedly create the works he needs for specific purposes - statements, autobiographies, dictations - using not gypsum or clay, not musical notes, not paints, but just a word. At the same time, almost every person will be very surprised if he is told that he thereby created a work of fiction, which is very different from visual art, music and sculpture making. However, everyone understands that a student's essay or dictation is fundamentally different from novels, short stories, news that are created by professional writers. In the works of professionals there is the most important difference - excogitation. But, oddly enough, in a school literature course, you don’t realize the full power of fiction. So using our website in your free time discover fiction for yourself. Fall Into My World by Bexalicious (any book recommendations .TXT) 📖
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What is Peculiar?
I think back now, remembering what it felt like to live with my parents. It was definitely different.
Nowadays I have a fairly odd way of living with my partner, a vast collection of musical instruments and our curious house rabbit. It can be strange at times but nothing ever compares to the day I arrived home to my parents and saw the purple dragon in my brother’s armchair drinking tea. He was a very aristocratic character with his peculiar monocle and book of Arabian spices. When he spoke to me I was completely shocked. Since when do dragons speak?
Unknowing
The race began. I was giving it my all but I stupidly tripped over my own damn feet! Typical. This is why I don’t go running.
The falling was slow but I couldn’t move fast enough to combat it. My heart filled with dread as the ground got closer and closer.
Suddenly, the ground disappeared below me and I was falling into a deep black chasm. As I fell into the unknown an array of peculiar patterns passed me by. How . . . decorative! I hadn’t expected that. Then again, who expects the ground to vanish in the middle of a race?
Lessons In Life
If you wave to a magpie it won’t spread its sorrow. I know that now but I didn’t always. As a child I saw the cunning bird prowling. I never understood why people said ‘one for sorrow’ until then. I took no heed and the very next day my silver encrusted Mona Lisa was stolen by that wretch! I now know that if he has a partner he will be a lot happier. So I make sure to ask as I wave: “How’s the wife? How’s family?” That way, he is happy that I know how he is not alone.
Text: Cover Illustration by Bex
Publication Date: 08-22-2010
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