From the author: Reading was Sigmund Freud's favorite hobby. He devoted the article “Dostoevsky and Parricide” to the analysis of Dostoevsky’s work. It was in this work that he wrote: “Unfortunately, psychoanalysis must lay down its arms before the problem of creative writing.” Psychoanalysis and literature are a limitless field of research... There is an opinion that books as a genre are dying. That the generations of the 90s, and even more so the 2000s, don’t know how to read fiction, don’t like it and don’t want to. Modern students, and even schoolchildren, are no longer taught from books, but from presentations, and are tested not on what they read, but on what they guessed. Bookstores, in order to survive, entice with the aroma of coffee or creative workshops, and this is at best. At worst, snack bars or sausage departments appear instead. In order to sell the works of Tolstoy and Dostoevsky, they are turned into comics, and Pushkin and Chekhov are being pushed off the shelves by manuals on how to become a bitch, and guides for those who want to get rich. I will describe a real-life incident. A young mother on a bus pushes a stroller with her one-year-old child with one hand, and scrolls through endless news feeds on social networks with the other. The child is crying, the mother is intensely shaking the stroller. The baby cries harder, the mother increases the frequency and amplitude of the pumping, without taking her eyes off the smartphone. The child is stronger, and the mother is stronger. Finally, the conductor, old enough to be one’s grandmother and another’s great-grandmother, can’t stand it: “Why are you shaking him? You talk to him! However, there are still pleasant exceptions. For example, when I came to a popular lecture by a philologist professor on modern foreign literature, I found a crowded hall, young people from 17 to 25 years old, with lilac-turquoise hair, piercings and tattoos, asking questions and sharing their own point of view, in which one could feel not only interest to literature, but also good knowledge of it. True, the hall could accommodate no more than a hundred people, which, of course, is like a drop in the ocean for a millionaire city. People are reading less and less. And they talk less. In the era of universal gadgetization, the skill of speaking turns out to be unclaimed. In fact, in order to watch videos on YouTube, like and repost, you don’t have to be able to speak. Actually, what is all this text for? I invite everyone who, for whatever reason, still likes to read good fiction, and after reading it, has a desire to exchange opinions or simply speak out, to the Flash Mob for Readers topic. Participation in a Flash Mob for Readers is an opportunity: a) to finally get to books , long put aside in the must-read pile, b) expand your literary horizons, learn about worthy authors and books that you haven’t even heard of yet, but there are probably some, c) speak out, share your opinion about what you read, take part in a discussion , gain new meanings. The conditions of the flash mob are simple: from the 1st to the 5th, everyone can propose an art book or several, then over the course of two days, participants vote for one of the proposed ones, the winner, determined by a simple majority of votes, read, and after reading – we speak out and discuss. Join us!