So I have this idea for a group of short stories as a literature-creates-optical-illusion art forms. Literally creating an epiphany at the end, readers will realize their previous conceptions were far off, and have to read the story a second time, with the truth. A story of fantastic beasts, the beginning of an epic adventure, and in the end...the realization that it's just a 65 year old man watching television. A story written backwards--it seems like post-modern jumble as you read it forwards, finish, and realize you were supposed to read it backwards (maybe. Well, no. You were supposed to read it forwards. Then, if you want a story, read it backwards). Narrator within a narrator within a narrator, talking to eachother. A conversation that, in the end, you realize is just the person talking to themselves. Maybe. Maybe not. Maybe this is the first story, the story that started the story, maybe the television is about to be turned off. What will you know?
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