Notes on the Cuff & Other StoriesThe 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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Pagina 27
Nozdrev24 himself looked out at me from a gold frame . He looked just great .
Bugged , impudent eyes and even with one of his side - whiskers thinner than the
other . The illusion was so great that it seemed as though he were about to burst
...
Nozdrev24 himself looked out at me from a gold frame . He looked just great .
Bugged , impudent eyes and even with one of his side - whiskers thinner than the
other . The illusion was so great that it seemed as though he were about to burst
...
Pagina 49
No paper . Nothing . I decided to get Lito going . A woman with a bundle of
newspapers was climbing the stairs . On top in red pencil were the words : for Izo
. “ What about Lito ? " She looked at me in fright and did not answer . I went
upstairs .
No paper . Nothing . I decided to get Lito going . A woman with a bundle of
newspapers was climbing the stairs . On top in red pencil were the words : for Izo
. “ What about Lito ? " She looked at me in fright and did not answer . I went
upstairs .
Pagina 116
Bakaleinikov dully looked into the mirror and smiled crookedly , twitching his
cheek . Then , frowning , he pulled off his coat with Kolka ' s help and , without a
word he went into the dining room , sat down on a chair , and then slumped over
like ...
Bakaleinikov dully looked into the mirror and smiled crookedly , twitching his
cheek . Then , frowning , he pulled off his coat with Kolka ' s help and , without a
word he went into the dining room , sat down on a chair , and then slumped over
like ...
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Gebruikersrecensie - nosajeel - LibraryThing(Note, I read the title novella and the first set of stories, but skipped most of the "Feuilletons"). I was excited to find a Bulgakov book that I hadn't yet read appear in translation. But the ... Volledige review lezen
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Gebruikersrecensie - jasonlf - LibraryThing(Note, I read the title novella and the first set of stories, but skipped most of the "Feuilletons"). I was excited to find a Bulgakov book that I hadn't yet read appear in translation. But the ... Volledige review lezen
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Red Stone Moscow | 121 |
The Capital in a Notebook | 129 |
Moscow City of Churches | 155 |
Copyright | |
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