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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Stuff, again? Are there no other verbs? Introduced, integrated, inserted, put, incorporated, channelled into?
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could not even hold a candle to those from others, dis-tinguished or not, but rather that, if he wrote exactly like them, he would not enjoy it at all. And a point of no return – the faith that the relationship between his efficiency in writing and that of his stocks, his perfor-mance in sports, in love, in playing cards, his medical exam results, his whereabouts, his nutrition, his age, the weather report, was anything but dialectic.”
Just as well, you should say, because had he not been struck by the idea of having Apostolis, his main char-acter – do you remember? – throw himself out of the blue into writing, he would not even have managed to write this much. By having worked his tail off to write it, however, more than for anything else of the same magnitude, there was not a single chance he would sacrifice it. In his obstinacy to stuff it all in somewhere in the novel, he had for now, due to overbooking, kept it on the waiting list. He would rather stick his neck out in the process than not find some place for it, even in business despite it being full economy. Provided of course that a no-show would occur at the last minute.
Indeed, when on the next morning, Babis popped up at the beach, as punctual as an English man in his ap-pointments, the foreigner was nowhere to be seen. Neither was her towel. Throwing in the towel being
And you call that progress? Because in the end, in case I get bogged down, I’d rather get doped up, say, on Ginseng, so whether it works or not I get unstuck.
- A bit too much English lingo going on.
- Well, what do you want me to do? These are terms rightfully naturalised in Greek by now.
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neither in his nature nor his culture, he went, just in case, round the neighbouring village in the event that he might coincidentally bump into her. It was all for nought though. There’s always a silver lining to ev-erything, he philosophised. After all, he had a whole novel to finish off. More than ever, it was not the right moment to skip the wedding and go holly picking. Yet, the realisation that he would never come
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