My beautiful stories:
It is a collection of diverse purposeful stories, some of which are stories embodied by animal characters beloved by children, and others whose heroes are human characters.
In every story there is an educational and moral meaning and value that I tried to convey to the reader. While writing it, she avoided using difficult vocabulary and used simple words that make it easier for the child to understand the events. She also avoided many details that might distract the child from the basic meaning and focused only on the main character until the child understood the idea and goal of the story, which contains noble values such as contentment with God’s will and destiny. Kindness to animals, seeking help from one’s family, sacrifice, loving others and helping them.
The next madness...
This is an early warning of madness unleashed on the world. When this madness begins, there may be no way to stop it or control it!
This madness may tamper with minds, control them, and urge them to rebellion...and madness!
For every sane person who wants to maintain his sanity, this is the last warning to stay away from the zone of madness, and for everyone who wants madness, please enter a world that lacks all restrictions!
The Next Madness is a book that simulates the feelings and thoughts that conflicted in the mind of a woman who was called “Madness” for a good reason. The reader will realize this when he enters the world of “Madness.”
After trying my previous book, “In Defense of Insanity,” it occurred to me to do it again. The issue, in brief, is that I select from things that I have previously published in periodicals or introductions to books, what I consider to be valid beyond their time.
This book is not a continuation of the previous book, but rather a continuation of it.
It contains Lee's opinions on art, culture, journalism, women (and some politics). The question that confronted me in my first book confronts me now: What do these articles have in common?
The answer is as naive as I answered earlier: What unites these articles is that I wrote them.
The opinions here are my own, which may mean nothing to some of them, and may not mean anything to others. But it was important to me, myself, to say these opinions, and to record them, and among them was a farewell to figures like Assi Rahbani and Al-Dhahirah Rahbani, and even a farewell to a number of friends who had passed away, and who had passed through my life only briefly. Perhaps some bitterness still exists here as well. Upon reviewing the articles, I discovered that I was insisting once again on the losses that had befallen our lives. These are losses greater than military or political defeats. It is our constant humanitarian bleeding. And the one who gives us life...or makes us mad.
A mysterious, sick man in his forties arrives in a remote town, but he refuses to stay in the asylum to receive treatment, choosing instead to stay in a hotel and rent an abandoned house in the town, where he goes up from time to time. The man's life is almost devoid of events except for receiving regular letters from two different "women" who visit him later and stimulate the curiosity of the townspeople to make judgments and draw different plots for the relationship that the man may have with them.
Like Juan Carlos Onte's other books, this novel surprises the reader with the fact that each sentence is formulated in a unique way and ends unexpectedly, as if it were carefully woven to amaze him and provoke him to contemplate how its author squeezed the energy of each word to convey the greatest amount of feelings.
