Ludmila Ulitskaya’s new book—autobiographical prose and essays—was written and gathered over a total of twenty years, in parallel with “Sonechka,” “The Case of Kukotsky,” “Daniel Stein…,” “The Green Canopy.” That makes it even more interesting to see how literature is shaped out of “the trash of life,” how it becomes “sacred” for the author—so that nothing can be thrown away anymore: neither fragments and shards of the past, nor thoughts, experience, knowledge, guesses, acquisitions, losses…
This is a book fearless in its candor and trustfulness. For the first time, Ulitskaya lets the reader into her world, engaging in a dialogue with them not only through artistic images, but directly and trustingly—eye to eye.