In early stories there was absolutely no fantasy, it was relentless bleak realism. Everyday realism.
I may be wrong, but I seem to recall that her stories were also not published - not for being anti-Soviet, but just for that bleakness (that is not right word to describe what I mean. But while in the stories of this book things can turn at least ome way - the dead come back to settle matters, the paranoia lifts ... - in the early stories there is no relief at all. Yet some of them I liked very much).
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Date: 2011-05-05 07:58 pm (UTC)In early stories there was absolutely no fantasy, it was relentless bleak realism. Everyday realism.
I may be wrong, but I seem to recall that her stories were also not published - not for being anti-Soviet, but just for that bleakness (that is not right word to describe what I mean. But while in the stories of this book things can turn at least ome way - the dead come back to settle matters, the paranoia lifts ... - in the early stories there is no relief at all. Yet some of them I liked very much).