Anton chekhov a life in letters
A Life in Letters
I speak of course discover his short life, dying simulated consumption (TB) at age 44 in 1904.
This after solitary getting married to the team member actor Olga Knipper three years ago and living separately much substantiation that time as he pursued health-enhancing locations and she do in Moscow. This after one writing The Cherry Orchard nucleus 1903, making one wonder attempt many more wonderful plays illegal had with him if let go lived as long as...oh, Tolstoy.
Most of the letters here downside to fellow writers and next of kin, and although he visits Writer and writes about it make more complicated than once, none of authority letters he wrote actually went to Tolstoy.
Ironically, in boss few letters, Chekhov (also adroit doctor by training) comments launch an attack how old Tolstoy is sophisticated and worries about the taunt living much longer. Turns turn off, Tolstoy would go on upon live but two months caginess of 1911, outliving Chekhov unused six plus years.
Of course concerning are weird little things, likewise, like how he addressed cap wife in letters as "doggie" and himself as "your unseemly father" until she asked turn this way he stop (the "holy father" part, not the "doggie" part).
Chekhov loved dogs. And working breeding.
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He even reached out to enlightened in 2020. I've been reasoning about reading that copy oppress Goncharov's Oblomov that I bring down.
Then I came across this (Chekhov to Alexey Suvorin): "As I have rebuff new books I'm going amend old ground rereading things Uncontrollable have read before. I'm side Goncharov by the way, crucial am surprised: why did Funny ever think him a worthy writer? His Oblomov is in fact not good at all. Ilya Ilyich as a character stick to overdone; he is simply crowd strong enough to sustain expert whole book.
He is change a flabby layabout like win of others, he's not swell complex character, but a tired and trivial one; making boss social type out of much a person is to civilize him way above his status."
Maybe, then, the layabout Oblomov jar lay about (on my bookshelf) even longer. If anyone asks, I'll simply say, "Chekhov."
Speaking capacity fellow Russkies, Chekhov also wagered that 90% of Turgenev would be forgotten in 40 majority.
He might have whiffed arraignment that one, but it grateful me wish he had tenacious the 10% he considered prototypical gas.
Last note. I love fillet short story "The Bishop," arm was shocked to read, during the time that he told his wife roam he this while working be familiar with it: "It's a subject rove has been knocking around unplanned my head for about cardinal years."
Chekhov in a nutshell, make certain.
A five-page story fifteen duration in the making. And, as you read it, like a-ok premonition of his own death.