Reflection

What: “Reflection” is an exciting novel in the novels, splitting the usual reality into billions of impossible reflections. Roman-mirror, in which music and literature, rock and philosophy, radio and word, past and future were mixed. The novel is a reflection that weaves nightmares and dreams with the everyday life of Moscow streets and St. Petersburg embankments. The novel in which our rock sounds from each page and guitar reefs fly along the lines. The novel about how we make our world, because everything that is conceivable is feasible.

Genre: Modern magical realism

For whom: the book is intended for thinking, indifferent people who can go beyond the ordinary and see in everyday and familiar hidden meaning. Those who love adventures and are not afraid of dangers.

Quote: “If you want to hide, put in a prominent place. If you want to hide it - fill the information field with an abundance of lies mixed with the truth, and the most important news will go unnoticed, the standard seconds will be spent on its understanding, which means they will not understand. They wave their hand and return to the usual tape, where scandals, intrigues and sex are replaced by cats, gags and fictional quotes, followed by pornography, blood and death.

Not distinguishing good from evil.

The world has stopped thinking - he only finds out.

The world consumes, not interested in internal connections and laws that determine its existence.

The world has become like hundreds of years ago.

Six stories. Six versions of the songs of the famous rock groups. Six genres. And a multi -layer plot, with mathematical accuracy, connecting the short stories into a voluminous novel, which interferes with our everyday life, impossible and impracticable. Reflection is a world in which you can buy a dream, youth, recognition and even evil. The price is low - just human life. But, fortunately, there are always those who are ready to resist evil: both external and internal. In appearance, ordinary people whom you meet every day on Moscow streets or St. Petersburg embankments, in reflection, become an instrument of retaliation. But no matter how the heroes are transformed in reflection, it, if you look closely, is not so much different from the usual day. After all, it is a reflection of our reality, in our eyes, our hearts, our minds and a drop of rainwater