Russian opposition figure, publicist, and writer Eduard Limonov often shocked the public with loud actions and performances. His books became known for their excessive frankness and realism. In his work Limonov touched on the widest range of topics—from politics to autobiographical details. The editions “This Is Me—Edichka,” “Another Russia,” and “Smrt” earned special recognition among a broad audience.
The collection “The Book of Water” is largely autobiographical. Limonov shares with readers memories of vivid episodes from his past, tells about his travels and about the people he encountered along the way. Women, men, politicians, fellow workers, random fellow travelers—each of them comes alive on the pages of the book to speak across space and time. Each story bears the name of a body of water and a city. Limonov creates his own original geography, laying out a winding route across the waves of his memory.
So why should you read “The Book of Water”?
Revelations about the most unappealing sides of life at war, and about why having a rifle in your hands is not the best solution.
Piercing frankness— for which people loved and hated Limonov so much.
The author seems to sum up his life, arriving at certain conclusions that will be interesting to a thoughtful reader.
A book of memories of the waters of life, where episodes mix the way thoughts about the past or things rushing through water.
A blend of Che Guevara’s “Bolivian Diary” with Casanova’s “Memoirs.”