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About - once again - the contemporary meme-literature

If I consider what is published, the incredible amount of garbage that is published, and the feedback I have received from many readers, who has sincerely confessed that they have not read (or entirely read) any of these books written by one of these great writers, best-selling fiction authors with estimated sales of at least 100,000 copies, my suspicion is that their books are bought just for advice, (often) by those who have heard good things about those books from a third source (newspapers, TV, literary prizes, are metrics used for piloting sales). Actually, no one (or few) has definitely read them, for the reason that the vast majority of these 100,000 copies-super authors are deadly boring and reiterating a lack of contents.

"RUGÌLE" by Fabrizio Ulivieri, an unexpected swerve which was not programmed

Foto by Živile Abrutytė When I wrote " Rugíle " I thought I had written a book about the human condition and existence. An Existentialist book. But the novel has been misunderstood. It was read more like a book about sex, pure sex, a parallel projection of "Fifty shades of grey" ( ready to challenge the famous Fifty Shades of Grey ) When this projection started I found it useful in sales key terms. And it helped indeed to sell the book but that has led to misunderstand the real message of "Rugíle". Sex is creativity. Instinct. Something that is beyond any understanding. Sex is not consciousness. Sex is not rationality. It is instinct and irrationality, as creativity. Both sex and creativity are not conscious intellectual life but somehow encoded, encrypted bit of information that our mind (consciousness) can not control. Both elude our consciousness. In "Rugíle" I tried to analyse the reasons that stay behind this instinct....