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. Look at that by - (read ebook pdf .txt) 📖
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“OK, but is what he does literature?”
“Honestly, I don’t give a shit. I know one thing for sure: that the closer the book got to the end the more an indescribable sadness came over me for not being able to prevent it. And that’s what matters for me the most. What need do I have for art, if it doesn’t talk
- You’re having her talk like Panourgias.
- Well, by reading him, willy nilly, she ends up mimicking him as well.
And also for not been able any more to read it for the first time.
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to me, doesn’t touch me, looks down on me, calls me names ? Panourgias, on the other hand, keeps me company, pampers me, spoils me. He is my best friend who whispers jokes in my ear during lessons. I understand his every word, his every phrase, how do I explain it? He must have, as a reader of garrulous and predictable books, lived through some traumat-ic experiences, from which he swore to spare his fu-ture readers. Here’s a writer I’d love to meet, by God! Sadly, though, he has stubbornly withdrawn himself from his fans in this excruciating hide-and-seek, and he doesn’t seem to want to come out from hiding de-spite the Marco Polo we yell to him. He doesn’t know what he’s missing. I’m definitely curious to see what he looks like, since there isn’t a single picture of him anywhere. Why is he so secretive? I don’t get it, what does he have to hide, who’s chasing him? He needs to finally assume the responsibility for his actions. Why doesn’t he?”
“Maybe he’s ashamed of his writing, afraid that it will expose him, revealing an image of him that that has nothing to do with the artificial one he tries to project outwardly?”
“If that’s the case, then too bad for him. Because if there’s an image of him that wouldn’t sit well with
- The epitome of populism.
- Well, ok, lately everything is dubbed as populism.
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me, it’d be the artificial one, which logically I can imagine as the polar opposite of the fictional one.”
“Even if at that one a latent cynicism sneaks in and a sneaking misogynism is latent, even if the digs against the female sex are running wild? Even if his analyses exude the mustiness of
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