Author
LATRAME
@latrame
You've cried over the death of someone who never lived. You knew it was ink. You cried anyway.
Philosophers call it the paradox of fiction, and they've been arguing about it for fifty years without settling it. We don't have the answer either. We just built an entire place on that mystery.
Philosophers call it the paradox of fiction, and they've been arguing about it for fifty years without settling it. We don't have the answer either. We just built an entire place on that mystery.