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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Simos Panopoulos - Look at that
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ever, at the time, Alexandra, but his relationship with her and, to be more precise, the act of maintaining or, conversely, the temptation of ending it, and in the ab-sence of any relationship whatsoever, its lifting; the recognition, on the other hand, of the fact that, any other stance than that of a bulimic, undisciplined and disordered reader, who starts reading a book only to abandon another half-way, picking it back up again whenever he feels like it, or dooms another to be for-ever left on the shelf because it’s bulky, or will read one to fall asleep, a different one to pass the time, a third he knows it inside out from reading it over and over again, a fourth he will turn it into something un-recognizable from reading it at the beach in the sum-mer, while he’ll rarely lose sleep over the fact that one of them ended, since there’s so many of them out there waiting in line, as much as he wished, he could not or wanted not to have towards the opposite sex; a stance, however, that unfortunately women, though they very well could, on no account desired or were willing to accept.
It was therefore pure folly to think he could change his ways from now on, so to settle down with a part-ner without tormenting himself would be a real feat. That’s why seeing happy – seemingly at least – cou-
+ (of its absence), because, I’m afraid, the reader will just give up.
- The reader would do well to use his grey matter and not to expect everything served on a silver platter.
Add the book that, while in the beginning you don’t like it, afterwards, once you get into it, you start enjoying it.
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ples out on the streets, parks, or squares, especially when one of the two was tragically charmless, evoked the same kind of awe and envy as with the execution of a skilful passing shot in tennis, a diabolical dribble in football, a risky descent of a giant slalom in skiing, or an outrageous move on the balance beam: how the hell do they do it?
That’s all fine and dandy, one would say, half listen-ing to all of this, but when and why exactly did Babis knuckle down to writing, one would reasonably ask? Though a Siamese sibling of “how
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