Have read only part of the stories. Most appear to be male authors.
The very short 'Mother Is Dressing' by Erzsebet Galgoczi [female] is wonderful.
Geza Ottlik, 'Nothing's Lost', in the collection THE KISS, is pretty interesting. The character described/followed has been away from his home city for many years, and is returning for just a few days to give a concert. I'm not clear on the time - is this already after the fall of the Berlin Wall? Perhaps not. He spends most of his time wandering the city, noting how familiar buildings have been replaced by large modern ones, yet discovering his childhood friend in his old apartment. Turns out Ottlik [approx. 1912-1980] mainly translated English books into Hungarian, and was a great specialist on bridge [the card game], cowriting an apparently well-known book on the subject in the 1970s.
Asked Katalin if any of the authors were ones she could recommend. She said merely that Peter Esterhazy was very well known. [see my comments under his name]
Mostly, of the stories I read, I felt like I had entered a realm of a different language. Not, I think, because the translations are bad, they're pretty good, but just the whole aim of the writing seems foreign to me. Some is experimental, some is satirical, there are so many [cultural] details that mean nothing to me but clearly would be of significance to Hungarian readers.
It took me a while to finish this classic some short stories are beyond my expectation some aren’t. It reveal an idyllic historical events in the 20th century and its peril.
The great atrocities of one’s nation reflect on the writings of one’s author. I can relate to that by which I will never forget the places, remnants of the past, nor with anyone.
Hungarian writers can make me delve in the past, and relish the pain and triumph that never forgotten — we celebrate its memories.