What if our history of Arabic fiction is deeper and older than we imagine?
Western modernity and the French campaign are always credited with the emergence of the novel.
This work takes us back to our authentic roots, pointing to the early history of the seed of narrative inherent in our Arab heritage, and shedding light on the rare manuscripts of the earliest Arabic novels that have been accidentally or deliberately omitted from our Arab library.
In this book, we embark on an inspiring and exciting journey to refute the common misconception about the late history of the emergence of the Arabic novel.

In this book:
How were more than two hundred Arabic novels written in the nineteenth century before the novel "Zainab" came to light?
Why is the novel "Woe... Then I'm Not a European" published in 1860 considered a real breakthrough that has been overlooked by a large number of historians?
This book is not merely a historical record, but a reassessment of the Arab self, and a serious attempt to answer the fundamental question:
Did we really import the narrative, or was it dwelling within our details, waiting for someone to give it a name?