“The Red Wheel” is a book running parallel to the entire life of Alexander Isaevich Solzhenitsyn. On November 18, 1936, the idea emerged: “I will write a novel about the Russian Revolution.” An eighteen-year-old student began with chapters about battles in East Prussia in 1914.
In 1944—again, by coincidence!—he himself came to East Prussia with his battery. Then came his arrest. In Butyrka Prison, in transfers, in a sharashka, in the camps, Solzhenitsyn questioned older people about the Seventeenth Year.
All his life Solzhenitsyn was driven by the thought: to understand how the catastrophe of the Seventeenth Year happened—what its mechanism was—whether it repeated itself. Was it fate or not? A revolution in Russia could not but happen—or could it have not happened?
In the 1970s he wrote: “It is astonishing that over 60 years in fiction about such a great event as the February Revolution, practically nothing has been written… So many memoirs (spreads), studies—yet no novel. Such is the force of being blocked (by later events). All those heaps by contemporaries lie there and languish, as if they had been waiting for me.”
The author studied and used enormous material: memoirs, letters, diaries—everything written by historians in exile. All the main newspapers of those months. Alexander Isaevich was fortunate to still encounter alive many participants and witnesses.
During intense work Solzhenitsyn records: “In the ‘Gulag Archipelago’ I wrote: now if I have to receive a cheerful letter, it can only come from a former prisoner. Now, in 1977, I can add: or from a former White Guard. Those who experienced the darkness, humiliation, and poverty of exile, at ages around 80, send me their firmness, their loyalty to Russia, and a clear view of things in letters. To suffer so much and still remain clear-minded! The era helps greatly to grasp.”
“This novel—still not written—has always been the greatest love of my life. I loved nothing in the world to such a heart-weakening extent,” wrote A. I. Solzhenitsyn.