Category: Contemporary Russian literature

Maybe!

“But here I have to Your Grace to make a confession of my private adventures. Beautiful Concepcion multiplied day by day courtesy to me ... which ended up giving her hand to me ... "Letter from N. Rezanov to N. Rumyantsev on June 17, 1806 (TsGIA, f. 13, p. 1, d . 687) “Let them appreciate as you please.” ...

Defector

Yuri Ilyich, a researcher at an academic research institute, during the years of perestroika, became the object of recruitment of a certain organization, calling itself the “editorial office”. The “editors” who came to him directly to work, Igor Vasilievich and Sergey Ivanovich, demand that he use his unusual abilities on their instructions: Yuri ...

School for Fools

The hero studies at a special school for demented children. But his illness is different from the condition in which most of his classmates are. Unlike them, he doesn’t hang cats on the fire escape, doesn’t behave stupidly and wildly, doesn’t spit in anyone’s face at long breaks and does not urinate in ...

Between a dog and a wolf

In the summer of the invention of the pin five hundred and forty-first, when the month is clear, but you can’t keep track of the numbers, Ilya Petrikeich Dzynzirela writes to Special Investigator Sidor Fomich Elderly about his life. He complains about the Chasseurs, who stole crutches from him and left him without support. Ilya Petrikeich ...

Life is good

This is a tragedy, grotesque story, consisting of a dozen oral short stories. The author himself tells her this: “Three friends live who met at the institute. Gradually, life bred them. Suddenly, two find out that the third fell through the ice near Leningrad, in January. Friends come to remember him ...

Moscow 2042

Vitaly Kartsev, a Russian emigrant writer living in Munich, in June 1982 got the opportunity to be in Moscow in 2042. When preparing for the trip, Kartsev met his classmate Leshka Bukashev. Bukashev made a career in the USSR through the KGB. It seemed that their meeting was not accidental and that Bukashev knew ...