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العثور على الجمال المتوهج في الكتب [END]
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  • Parts 8
  • Time 15h 16m
Complete, First published May 04, 2024
ملخص الرواية
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ما هو شعورك عندما يكون لديك كاتب روايات بوليسية الأكثر مبيعًا لصديقك؟

كلما أساءت إليه، كان ينظر إليك بازدراء، "الشخصية التي تم تشكيلها بعدك لا يمكن أن تظهر في روايتي إلا كضحية ميتة".

كلما أساءت إليه بشدة، كان يهددك قائلاً: "الضحية التالية التي ستموت في روايتي سيتم تسميتها باسمك".

كلما أساءت إليه بجدية، كان يضيف إلى التهديدات السابقة، "علاوة على ذلك، كان الضحية سيموت على يد قاتل متسلسل منحرف للغاية وملتوي، وكان سيعاني من موت مؤلم وفظيع للغاية".

ولكن، بمحض الصدفة، إذا كنت محرر هذا المؤلف الأكثر مبيعًا، فلن يحتاج إلى اللجوء إلى التكتيكات المذكورة أعلاه. في الواقع، كل ما عليه فعله هو شيء واحد -
تأخير تقديم مسودته.
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