La jeune Anna Akimovna a hérité d'une usine dont elle doit assurer la direction. Mais, à vingt-cinq ans, quelle riche et jolie femme voudrait passer ses soirées à travailler ? D'autant que, parmi ses ouvriers, le beau Pimenov ne la laisse pas insensible. Et elle se prend à rêver... Deux nouvelles acides sur l'amour et ses malentendus par l'un des grands maîtres de la littérature russe.
Dramas, such as The Seagull (1896, revised 1898), and including "A Dreary Story" (1889) of Russian writer Anton Pavlovich Chekhov, also Chekov, concern the inability of humans to communicate.
Born (Антон Павлович Чехов) in the small southern seaport of Taganrog, the son of a grocer. His grandfather, a serf, bought his own freedom and that of his three sons in 1841. He also taught to read. A cloth merchant fathered Yevgenia Morozova, his mother.
"When I think back on my childhood," Chekhov recalled, "it all seems quite gloomy to me." Tyranny of his father, religious fanaticism, and long nights in the store, open from five in the morning till midnight, shadowed his early years. He attended a school for Greek boys in Taganrog from 1867 to 1868 and then Taganrog grammar school. Bankruptcy of his father compelled the family to move to Moscow. At the age of 16 years in 1876, independent Chekhov for some time alone in his native town supported through private tutoring.
In 1879, Chekhov left grammar school and entered the university medical school at Moscow. In the school, he began to publish hundreds of short comics to support his mother, sisters and brothers. Nicholas Leikin published him at this period and owned Oskolki (splinters), the journal of Saint Petersburg. His subjected silly social situations, marital problems, and farcical encounters among husbands, wives, mistresses, and lust; even after his marriage, Chekhov, the shy author, knew not much of whims of young women.
Nenunzhaya pobeda, first novel of Chekhov, set in 1882 in Hungary, parodied the novels of the popular Mór Jókai. People also mocked ideological optimism of Jókai as a politician.
Chekhov graduated in 1884 and practiced medicine. He worked from 1885 in Peterburskaia gazeta.
In 1886, Chekhov met H.S. Suvorin, who invited him, a regular contributor, to work for Novoe vremya, the daily paper of Saint Petersburg. He gained a wide fame before 1886. He authored The Shooting Party, his second full-length novel, later translated into English. Agatha Christie used its characters and atmosphere in later her mystery novel The Murder of Roger Ackroyd. First book of Chekhov in 1886 succeeded, and he gradually committed full time. The refusal of the author to join the ranks of social critics arose the wrath of liberal and radical intelligentsia, who criticized him for dealing with serious social and moral questions but avoiding giving answers. Such leaders as Leo Tolstoy and Nikolai Leskov, however, defended him. "I'm not a liberal, or a conservative, or a gradualist, or a monk, or an indifferentist. I should like to be a free artist and that's all..." Chekhov said in 1888.
The failure of The Wood Demon, play in 1889, and problems with novel made Chekhov to withdraw from literature for a period. In 1890, he traveled across Siberia to Sakhalin, remote prison island. He conducted a detailed census of ten thousand convicts and settlers, condemned to live on that harsh island. Chekhov expected to use the results of his research for his doctoral dissertation. Hard conditions on the island probably also weakened his own physical condition. From this journey came his famous travel book.
Chekhov practiced medicine until 1892. During these years, Chechov developed his concept of the dispassionate, non-judgmental author. He outlined his program in a letter to his brother Aleksandr: "1. Absence of lengthy verbiage of political-social-economic nature; 2. total objectivity; 3. truthful descriptions of persons and objects; 4. extreme brevity; 5. audacity and originality; flee the stereotype; 6. compassion." Because he objected that the paper conducted against [a:Alfred Dreyfu
Anna Akimovna inherited a factory. She is twenty-five; she must run the business. She comes from a popular background; her father was a man out of the ranks. She doubts her vocation. Running this factory is a tough job, and she isn't always sure she wants to spend her life working at breakneck speed. Among her workers, moreover, the handsome Pimenov does not leave her indifferent. A book full of modernity and subtle observations on society, the relationship between rich and poor in Chekhov's time. That's another side of this great writer.
Read right after I was done with Gogol's "Nouvelles de St Petersbourg" and I must admit it pales in comparison, in terms of writing style at least. Still, I kind of enjoyed reading it...The characters were endearing and, oddly enough, very relatable. One particular line that hit way too close to home was the following: If I had the answer, I'd have given it to you my friend... Ah and I must add that it was both comforting and alarming how accurately the feelings of a young, awkward, naive unmarried woman were portrayed by a male author - brilliant! The inner dissonance resulting from the shifting of her family's social circumstances and all the void, the loneliness, the inability to be heard and understood it lead to - it was all so perfectly described. Hmm.
première rencontré avec tchékhov : un succès. mon seul reproche : j'aurais préféré des romans entiers pour approfondir les personnages et leur histoire personnelle, ainsi que pour passer plus de temps au sein de l'écriture de tchékhov et mieux m'en imprégner petite préférence pour De l'amour, la deuxième nouvelle (inspirée de Tourgueniev ??)
قصتان قصيرتان غيرت بهما مناخ الجبل وخريفه الدائم الخانق بأجواء العرس الدائمة في بلاد الغجر والعبيد والعمال والملوك والقصور، روسيا شرق أوربا الشرقي حيث إذا أطلت أوربا أحست بالغربة وبالضيق من نفسها،صقيع روسيا الدافئ بقطع اللحم المملح بالخردل والتفاح المنقوع وبالخبز المتبل وبالبندق .. وكسارة البندق! لا يخلو ،الأدب الروسي من فقاعات الفودكا ومن الموسيقى، كل شيء فيه يحيل إلى موسيقى: كسارة البندق، منديل أنا المطرز تراتيل سبيريدونوفا المنافقة أمام أيقونات القديسين .. قصتان صغيرتان جميلتان روسيتان