write a 200-250 word narrative essay that would be linked to the imagined hypertext in the quote below. Write the essay with ts'ui pen as the author, using the first person. You can be as inventive as you like, as long as it makes sense within the context of the story. Use what you know about ts'ui pen and what you know about the statements borges has made about the role of the writer and the reader in shaping a story. In all fictional works, each time a man is confronted with several alternatives, he chooses one and eliminates the others; in the fiction of ts'ui pen, he chooses--simultaneously--all of them. He creates in this way, diverse futures, diverse times which themselves also proliferate and fork. [245]

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Cael Wright

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1 May, 01:22

write a 200-250 word narrative essay that would be linked to the imagined hypertext in the quote below. Write the essay with ts'ui pen as the author, using the first person. You can be as inventive as you like, as long as it makes sense within the context of the story. Use what you know about ts'ui pen and what you know about the statements borges has made about the role of the writer and the reader in shaping a story. In all fictional works, each time a man is confronted with several alternatives, he chooses one and eliminates the others; in the fiction of ts'ui pen, he chooses--simultaneously--all of them. He creates in this way, diverse futures, diverse times which themselves also proliferate and fork. [245]

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Cameron Nguyen · Answer 1

An inventive narrative essay linked to the imagined hypertext in the quote presented, with Ts'ui Pen as the author, using the first person:

I stumbled on last Friday's memories during my daily day-walks while feeling more and more like a little lizard that was just trying to find a path into the bushes. The stairs had many steps and I remember having to be going to climb them, either up, or down. Somehow I remember climbing the stairs back and forth. Then, the baby just started crying out of nowhere and Stella had to get up from her tiredness to get it out of its misery. It was a terrific horrible scene, a play in my mind that has been repeating itself since forever. Being here now can be something, I should probably continue towards the maze, so I said "Good night honey" and went to the ceiling. There, I slept, and then, I woke up quickly, going after a pen to be able to document the facts. Everything that was inside my mind had to become concrete because the inside is the outside and the outside is concrete. So he screamed at my face in the middle of the classroom and I'm saying "you angry dog get off of my pants"! I'm screaming too into the middle of the patio and the sound is crashing onto the walls and people are staring at me all at the same time. I feel like I'm trying to find the way out, I was supposed to be finding a path. Then I kept on walking and walking and walking.