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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The unquestionable turning point though was his cer-tainty that he would write the novel, be it laughable or ridiculous, come hell or high water, a certainty that was anything but given since, before acquiring it, the sure-ness that there was no way it would ever happen never left him for a single moment. A breakthrough – when he stopped shaking, not because he didn’t care any-more, but because it was becoming all the less likely
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that maybe, somewhere, he would stumble across some of his more brilliant ideas which, considering them to be exclusively his, he would stuff into the novel.
A step forward, especially to the point where he was drifting in limbo, was again when he ascertained that if the making up of a first sentence which he would then craft like needlework until he completed the chapter and after that the novel, was everything - starting in its absence with a first word to which the rest would come to stick to like a fly to honey (they’d be of the clingy type) was half of everything. A leap forward – the awareness of how pointless it was to lament over the fact that he had started writing a little too late to have enough time to mature as a writer since the con-ditions had not been ripe yet for him to have start-ed earlier. Crossing the Rubicon – the thought that to think as obsessively about the novel as an insomniac about sleeping, in addition to not thinking about it at all was, to say the least, completely thoughtless, while to sit willy-nilly in front of the text from early morn-ing, in the same way the other would be counting sheep, at night, the former because it was suggested by successful writers, the latter, because of conven-tional wisdom, was reckless. A point of reference, fi-nally, – the conviction that it did not matter if his
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