Notes on the Cuff & Other StoriesArdis, 1991 - 223 pagina's The stories collected here represent a sampling of the prose that first established Bulgakov as a major figure in the literary renaissance of Moscow in the 1920s, long before he became known as an influential playwright and novelist. The centerpiece of this collection is the long story "Notes on the Cuff", a comically autobiographical account of how the tenacious young writer managed to begin his literary career despite famine, typhus, civil war, the wrong political affiliation, and the Byzantine Moscow bureaucracy. This stylistically brilliant work was only partially published during Bulgakov's lifetime due to censorship, but was immediately recognized by the literati as an important work. The other stories collected here range from a sequence about the Civil War to Bulgakov's early reportage on the rebuilding of Moscow in the early 1920s, stories which now have a strikingly contemporary ring. Bulgakov describes the swindlers who arrived along with NEP, a program for the limited return to a market economy, as well as the vast reconstruction as the city is brought back from the destruction of civil war. Bulgakov, who burst on the world literary scene in the 1960s with the publication of his long-suppressed The Master and Margarita, has continued to enjoy tremendous success both in and out of Russia where productions of his plays and adaptations of his prose works have found new audiences. |
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... leave . But I do not leave . Finally the hostess says , " Perhaps you'd like to eat with us ? Or perhaps not ? " " Thank you . It would be my pleasure . " We ate : a macaroni soup and white bread , meat pat- ties with cucumbers for the ...
... leave . But I do not leave . Finally the hostess says , " Perhaps you'd like to eat with us ? Or perhaps not ? " " Thank you . It would be my pleasure . " We ate : a macaroni soup and white bread , meat pat- ties with cucumbers for the ...
Pagina 91
... leave the troop . " Since then it is always the same . He comes wearing his field shirt , with straps across his chest , with a curved saber and silent spurs , and says the same thing . Salute . Then : " Brother , I can't leave the ...
... leave the troop . " Since then it is always the same . He comes wearing his field shirt , with straps across his chest , with a curved saber and silent spurs , and says the same thing . Salute . Then : " Brother , I can't leave the ...
Pagina 93
... leave me alone . " I tell you , General , Sir , he said nothing and left . So I became bitter from this torment and wished with all my might that he would come to you just once and put his hand to the crown in a salute . I as- sure you ...
... leave me alone . " I tell you , General , Sir , he said nothing and left . So I became bitter from this torment and wished with all my might that he would come to you just once and put his hand to the crown in a salute . I as- sure you ...
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