From the author of The Nihilist comes an intimate and brutally honest collection of twenty tragicomic short stories. Set against the backdrop of young adulthood in Estonia, its misfit protagonist grapples with shit jobs, mishaps with women, f(r)iends, depression, nihilism, and various alcohol-fueled misadventures.
Wherever he goes, whatever he does, whoever he meets, nothing ever seems to work out. Time and again he ends up feeling like the odd man out. Even when things seem good, they soon fall to pieces. But is it the world around him that’s broken? Or is it just himself?
Keijo Kangur is Estonia's enfant terrible who has published articles, reviews, short stories, travelogues, photo books, and a novel. He writes in Estonian and English.
Coming from a working-class background, he has worked in telemarketing, construction, warehousing, food service, postal sorting, data entry, call centers, and anti-money laundering.
His writing is inspired by his own life, by philosophy, and by authors such as Bukowski, John Fante, and Mark SaFranko. His favorite novel is No Longer Human by Osamu Dazai. Above all, he prefers works based on their authors’ own experiences.
His own work consists mostly of autobiographical fiction, with a focus on the darker and seedier side of human existence.
This book perfectly scratches that Bukowski-like itch that I always get from Keijo's works. Coming from how engrossed I was when reading 'The Nihilist' I wasn't sure whether I'd feel the same with this book, but Keijo does a great job of being brutally honest about the highs and lows of his life and isn't afraid of showing the scars left behind from it. I really enjoyed this one.
Amazing job, Keijo. I can't wait for the next work you put out.
My latest book has finally been released. It consists of 20 autobiographical short stories:
1. School’s Out 2. Hotel Nowhere 3. Animals 4. Leaving Lilith 5. Pointless 6. Desolation 7. Film Festival 8. My First Apartment 9. Grace 10. Irene 11. Holly 12. Rebound 13. The Pharmacy 14. My Father’s Birthday 15. Best F(r)iend 16. Meeting Morrigan 17. The Low End of a Low 18. Broken 19. Ghosts of the Past 20. Alone in Berlin
Although technically a short story collection, the stories add up to a greater whole. So it could almost be considered a "novel in stories".
As with everything I've written, it is not for the easily offended.
In one of the chapters, the author writes, “It sometimes seemed to me that life was nothing but a series of small deaths, a constant process of finding things and then losing them forever, one by one, until there was nothing left,” which, in my opinion, sums up the mood of the book and the events it presents. I remember when this book came out, the author wrote on Facebook that he considered it his best work so far. Although I haven’t read the author’s most famous work The Nihilist, I have read two of his earlier travelogues, and I have to agree with him—this is definitely his best work to date. Someone wrote here in a review that this is a more mature version of The Nihilist, and that the timeline of the stories spans about 20 years. Indeed, these 20 short stories cover the period when the author was 14 to 33 years old. It’s fascinating to follow the author’s literary journey from a teenager to an adult, observing his evolving thought patterns over time, his self-analysis in relation to his behavior, and ultimately, his “making peace” with himself. I'll be gladly waiting for something similar from the author in the future.
A predictably depressing but also much more mature book this time around that has clearly been cut, polished and edited with great care for a clean final result. In fact, there's enough of a through line between the stories that it also functions as a somewhat scattered novel even if that wasn't the intention.
While I assume the author would consider The Low End of a Low to be the best story in the collection due to its achingly painful revelations and gaping despair, I personally enjoyed the Estonian road trip tales the most. The best character in the book is definitely Caspar from Rebound who just jumps off the page as someone extremely likable, handsome and well-hung.
At the verge between raw and depth. Crying over the nonsense or laugh about the sublime of existence. He is a Bukowski with more feelings and I love that. Keep writing, you are good, in a world that “good” is utopia.
This collection spans close to twenty years, I think. There is a strong sense of a passage of time in the writing. In the older stories, sharp corners have rounded down and the humour shines through more easily. As time moves closer to present day, one gets a sense of fresher wounds, the perturbations less tempered and hurts still only partially transformed from punishment to lessons.
It's a more mature book than The Nihilist. Some events seem to take place at the same time but there's more of a distance, more of a balance towards acceptance and calm rather than acute suffering. The vulnerability and honesty is still there, as always.