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Reading books fiction 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.



Fiction genre suitable for people of all ages. Everyone will find something interesting for themselves. Our electronic library is always at your service. Reading online free books without registration. Nowadays ebooks are convenient and efficient. After all, don’t forget: literature exists and develops largely thanks to readers.
The genre of fiction is interesting to read not only by the process of cognition and the desire to empathize with the fate of the hero, this genre is interesting for the ability to rethink one's own life. Of course the reader may accept the author's point of view or disagree with them, but the reader should understand that the author has done a great job and deserves respect. Take a closer look at genre fiction in all its manifestations in our elibrary.



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>address to the nation, the Penal Code, bills of indictment. As for the scriptures, he gave them

- Offensive.

- One is offensive, the other’s conceited, the third’s crude, the fourth’s borderline, the fifth’s too much, what’s left in the end? Go on, tell me.

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hell. Conversely, like a swimmer who in the lead up to an upcoming competition will avoid flippers, he steered well away from essays, especially if they had something to do with his book’s subject. Resisting the temptation to copy their ideas was pure hardship. It would have been just as bad as reading Freud before starting psychoanalysis.

Yet, whomever and whatever he’d read, their influ-ence, whichever that may be, either exercised through aping and parroting or through taking to its heels and sending it packing, would be prominently imprinted in his work, which could then be divided into sepa-rate periods, long or short. We can then speculate that, for example, he had spent the summer of 20… in the company of The Female Eunuch by Germaine Greer, Philosophy in the Bedroom by Marquis de Sade, Druuna: Morbus Gravis by Serpier, Click by Milo Manara, Ta Kamakia (The serial daters) by Vassilis Vassilikos and Notes of a Dirty Old Man, Volumes I and II by Bukowski.

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Chapter 17

In the meantime, the characters kept piling up on his computer’s hard drive. He had successfully reached 150,000. That alone he considered to be the first victory for a novel that was not swarming with characters (es-sentially everything revolved around only one person).

As a second victory, that by not giving up, despite the first few adversities, he was showing, if nothing else, a lot of character.

The third was when, re-reading his text, it seemed to be, to put it mildly, characterless, a ‘dud’. Less of a dud than he claimed it was, first to himself and then to his few friends (to whom, in a moment of weakness, it had slipped out that he was writing, and who would one day inevitably ask for a writing sample), but even so a dud.

A fourth, therefore, was that, if there was something that he was proud of, it was that he was not proud of it at all.

Just as well, because if by chance it had seemed even slightly good to him then, like parents who permanent-ly sing their offspring’s praises, he would be oblivious

That’s it, you’ve contracted the wordplay bug which unfortunately is as curable as herpes zoster.

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to his text’s evils

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