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Right? Right. Also called Introduction.
There are so many ways one could classify a story... Romance, Vampire, Scifi, Family, Nature, Horror, Life, Humor... and probably several additional hundreds of classes, if not more. Right? Right.
Then, of course, usually there is not one class that would be sufficient because stories are a mix of a variety of classes, Vampire - Romance or Scifi - Family - Humor or Life - Medical - Horror - History or... Right? Right.
I decided to re-class my previously published short stories in just two classes, an arbitrary decision which is my prerogative as author (I know), biased (I think) and human (I guess). And the classes that I chose are Reality and its counterpart, Unreality. The second being everything that has to do with fantasy, scifi, witchcraft, abnormal powers, abnormal circumstances, vampires, dragons, ghosts, dream worlds... and so forth and so on. The first being everything else of course, everything that you may call life and may happen to anyone, more or less. Certainly, imperfections are part of any such arbitrary split, therefore you may and will find certain overlapping areas which I did not care to ponder too much upon and decided one way or another. My prerogative as author, as said. Right? Right.
OK, sorry. Cheated! Had to, compulsory, I have a binary mind. But now, that I did overcome temporarily this stumblimg block and before it gains control again, I rush to tell you that I created also a third class, stealing from both above into a class that is very dear to my heart: Romanticality. For all the romantic souls amongst you, me included. Forgiven? Right? Right.
Some of these stories happened to people you know. Some happened to people you don’t know and never will. Some to people I know, or don’t or never will. And some, yet, may never happen. Maybe because they are too removed from our reality, or maybe because I and you, we all are removed from their reality. All combinations allowed – beautiful, ugly, sad, happy, moral, immoral... life is composed of a myriad pieces that, unlike a puzzle, never fit perfectly to each other. Thankfully so. The beauty of life, yes, the beauty of life.
anonymousrealities is a pseudonym for yossi faybish
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