Last month, when Marcie, Bill and I read Gooseberries for our George Saunders Swim in a Pond in the Rain project, we discovered that the Anton Chekhov story was actually part of a trilogy of stories. When I dug a little deeper (Wikipedia) I found that Chekhov in fact had even bigger plans. On 29th … Continue reading The Little Trilogy | Anton Chekhov| This Reading Life
Finally, Saunders reminds us that everything he has written is "according to George" and that we should have confidence in our own opinions| The Australian Legend
Alyosha was the younger brother. He was called the Pot, because his mother had once sent him with a pot of milk to the deacon’s wife, and he had stumbled against something and broken it. His mother had beaten him, and the children had teased him. Since then he was nicknamed the Pot. I was … Continue reading Alyosha the Pot | Leo Tolstoy #shortstory| This Reading Life
The whole sky had been overcast with rain-clouds from early morning; it was a still day, not hot, but heavy, as it is in grey dull weather when the clouds have been hanging over the country for a l…| This Reading Life
beautiful Pelagea, looking so refined and soft, brought them towels and soap,| The Australian Legend
Artwork by Julia Soboleva On the 25th March 18–, a very strange occurrence took place in St Petersburg. On the Ascension Avenue there lived a barber of the name Ivan Jakovlevitch. He had lost…| This Reading Life
Strange events happen in this world, events which are sometimes entirely improbable.| The Australian Legend
Original title of Master and Man: Хозяин и работник (Khozyain i rabotnik) Translated by Louise and Aylmer Maude (1899) Project Gutenberg 24 February 2020 ebook #986 Date Read: 10th May 2025 M…| This Reading Life
Vasili charges into the dark and the snow, gets lost, recovers; charges into the dark and the snow, gets lost, over and over.| The Australian Legend
Olenka, the daughter of the retired collegiate assessor, Plemyanniakov, was sitting in her back porch, lost in thought. It was hot, the flies were persistent and teasing, and it was pleasant to ref…| This Reading Life
At the sight of her full rosy cheeks, her soft white neck with a little dark mole on it, and the kind, naïve smile, which came into her face when she listened to anything pleasant, men thought, …| The Australian Legend
The small village of Kolotovka once belonged to a lady known in the neighbourhood by the nickname of Skin-flint, in illusion to her keen business habits (her real name is lost in oblivion), but has…| This Reading Life
They drove out of the town at half past eight in the morning. The road was dry, the wonderful April sun was very warm, but there was still snow in the ditches and the woods. The fierce, dark, long …| This Reading Life
She felt as though she had been living in that part of the country for ages and ages, for a hundred years, and it seemed to her that she knew every stone, every tree| The Australian Legend
