C'era una volta una donna che cercò di uccidere la figlia della vicina

The soul will never return to that former time, that other life. It needs to drag along in this current one, unfortunately. Because it’s the former life that’s always dearest to us. That’s the life coloured by sadness, by love – that’s where we left everything connected to what we call our feelings. Leggi tutto

This was actually a pretty big disappointment. It totally sounded like the kind of book I would love (scary Russian fairytales! Yes, please!). Sadly however, the stories got pretty repetitive after a while, it was written in a very cold and distant way throughout and thus, I never felt any sort of c Leggi tutto

Contos de fadas, órfãos, florestas, mortos-vivos, solidão e pobreza. Não encontrei nestas histórias o humor negro prometido, mas sim um desfilar de medos e crenças comuns ao ser humano, alimentados pela religião ou pela espiritualidade. Em vez de me assustar, senti até algum reconforto por essa fé n Leggi tutto

I read this one in the original version and kept laughing out loud trying to imagine how this would've sounded for the average English-language reader. It's not Russian literature per se. It's not Lliterature, at all. Full stop. As much as LP might love to be classified as such, she's not a literatu Leggi tutto