/lit/ - Literature

>>9107258
A dude re-writes the Quixote word for fucking word and calls it his own and claims it as his original work because it was written in a different world than Cervantes's and the entire story was presented as a real review of the work, as matter of fact,a trait that a lot of his stories have. Interpretation is a big theme. So even as you read it and try to interpret you're participating in the narrative.

>>9027816

>>8963639
I stumbled out of my office. Not really. I walked normally, like any other day, but I was dead tired and I could feel I looked like a wreck. heck. My neck. these cute girls are walking by and if I scratch it I'll look dirty. people look dirty when they scratch. I can still remember Jill's look across the office by the printer when she saw me scratch my balls. No privacy anywhere in here. Lunch time used to be deserted not a soul not a pair of eyes phone on standby the absence of back-lit dust from open bins full of invoices no voices in call conferences at all. I scratch my neck and look the other way. It feels good so I rub it to take away some imagined pain. A thin drop of rain lands as I look up and the blistering hum of the kitchen white light is palpable, Carlos says good morning and I nod to the tv. It's Trump's conference. He rolls his eyes and goes for coffee and I say what do you think he's gonna talk about? Probably new job opportunities or some shit, he responds as he opens the faucett on the sink. The rain is misty and weak but she's wearing a white shirt with a classical looking high school mascot logo on it. Something you'd see in a Yearbook's retrospective pages, still shiny and always ink scented. Though weak rained she was half soaked and the fabric sharpened her contour. She is blonde, green eyed and shorter than me. She's wearing cut off jean shorts and she has beautiful voluptuous thighs for someone her age, which I imagine to be around 19.

>>8940523