Happy Thanksgiving, Story Club! I am home with a sick kiddo and may be getting the sickness myself, so a very uneventful Thanksgiving in these parts this year.
Strangely enough, I found this page out of Dmitri Gurov's wife's diary. I think it holds up well in translation.
Dear Diary,
I have received a letter from Dmitri — he will be retur…
Happy Thanksgiving, Story Club! I am home with a sick kiddo and may be getting the sickness myself, so a very uneventful Thanksgiving in these parts this year.
Strangely enough, I found this page out of Dmitri Gurov's wife's diary. I think it holds up well in translation.
Dear Diary,
I have received a letter from Dmitri — he will be returning from Yalta post haste. :(
The children and I have enjoyed our respite from his inane musings while he has been gone. I have warned them that if they snicker or make japes at their father when he invariably starts a sentence with “As a philologist would say…” or “When I was training for the opera…” they will be required to stay home and have extra lessons instead of promenading at the park as they wish.
I shall meet Alexandr tonight, and we will continue our fascinating discussion about language reform and the subtleties of writing poems without using the hard sign. Then, as we are wont to do, we shall make deep and passionate love while staring intensely into each other's eyes — a far cry from Dmitri’s feeble and frantic thrusting.
Oh! And I almost forgot — I have taken note of Dmitri’s irritation at being called Dimitri. I believe I shall only call him Dimitri from now on, and perhaps that will hasten his departure. Having him home is an intolerably irksome situation.
It just occurred to me that I wrote Anton Chekhov fanfic... and if the phrase "Anton Chekhov fanfic" is not the nerdiest thing you've read all day, I don't know what is.
Haha! I've written Anton Chekhov fanfic in the past without even realising it could be considered nerdy. But there you go! I adore Chekhov. I can't explain why, except that he seems to pull out words from me like a cat unravelling a ball of wool.
If this is ACFF (Anton Chekove Fan Fic) bring it on ... more please Sara, more ..,, and did writing it ameliorate, perhaps even cure, the troublesome transient sickness?
These characters are getting too real to us but what a blast. Not a redundant word Sara; some Thanksgiving Gift to we Story Clubbers; hope your child and you shake off whatever is making sickness ascendant in your household.
FAO Graeme: surely the dog is with the lady ^^? She'll be promenading about a bit, feeling flat and bored, after Dmitri's premature departure from Yalta; now fully cognisant of the way it works; watching the fresh talent arrive off the docking ferry.
I can you find that white dog in the snow at this time of year? So next up about an important base for this love story. " The Dangerous Lover." It has haunted European culture for over 200 years^^
Of all the places, in all the world, this 80th Anniversary Day of the release of 'Casablanca' what I'd ever have least expected is to find Outerbridge cast as Chicken pursuing his ever-elusive pecking addiction around a farmyard in the Bermudan boondocks 🐔
Thank you, Sara. This is brilliant. I hope Alexandr finds an opportunity to let slip to Dmitri how much fun they've been having, leaving Dmitri to wonder what he's done wrong. Or perhaps Dmitri won't care and everyone will live happily ever after.
I hope your kiddo is feeling better and you and the rest of the family avoid whatever it is.
Discovering lost diaries is a profitable way to spend an uneventful Thanksgiving. Great fun! Thanks! But I actually think it reads more like a letter to another character than a confiding diary entry...could we thicken the plot somehow?
Happy Thanksgiving, Story Club! I am home with a sick kiddo and may be getting the sickness myself, so a very uneventful Thanksgiving in these parts this year.
Strangely enough, I found this page out of Dmitri Gurov's wife's diary. I think it holds up well in translation.
Dear Diary,
I have received a letter from Dmitri — he will be returning from Yalta post haste. :(
The children and I have enjoyed our respite from his inane musings while he has been gone. I have warned them that if they snicker or make japes at their father when he invariably starts a sentence with “As a philologist would say…” or “When I was training for the opera…” they will be required to stay home and have extra lessons instead of promenading at the park as they wish.
I shall meet Alexandr tonight, and we will continue our fascinating discussion about language reform and the subtleties of writing poems without using the hard sign. Then, as we are wont to do, we shall make deep and passionate love while staring intensely into each other's eyes — a far cry from Dmitri’s feeble and frantic thrusting.
Oh! And I almost forgot — I have taken note of Dmitri’s irritation at being called Dimitri. I believe I shall only call him Dimitri from now on, and perhaps that will hasten his departure. Having him home is an intolerably irksome situation.
It just occurred to me that I wrote Anton Chekhov fanfic... and if the phrase "Anton Chekhov fanfic" is not the nerdiest thing you've read all day, I don't know what is.
Haha! I've written Anton Chekhov fanfic in the past without even realising it could be considered nerdy. But there you go! I adore Chekhov. I can't explain why, except that he seems to pull out words from me like a cat unravelling a ball of wool.
🧵 🐈 ⁉ "What's with the thread? Where's the ball of 🐑? Meoww" 😹
If this is ACFF (Anton Chekove Fan Fic) bring it on ... more please Sara, more ..,, and did writing it ameliorate, perhaps even cure, the troublesome transient sickness?
Sadly, no cure. Now my whole family is sick and miserable… but we are staying cozy and having lots of screen time so we are managing our way through.
‘Tis the season!
These characters are getting too real to us but what a blast. Not a redundant word Sara; some Thanksgiving Gift to we Story Clubbers; hope your child and you shake off whatever is making sickness ascendant in your household.
FAO Graeme: surely the dog is with the lady ^^? She'll be promenading about a bit, feeling flat and bored, after Dmitri's premature departure from Yalta; now fully cognisant of the way it works; watching the fresh talent arrive off the docking ferry.
Ha! Yes!
I can you find that white dog in the snow at this time of year? So next up about an important base for this love story. " The Dangerous Lover." It has haunted European culture for over 200 years^^
How can you
"Les Liaisons Dangereuses? Ah qui mon ami 👻❕"
It all starts with questions..even when your fixing things^^
you are^^
I'm laughing as I peck!^^
Of all the places, in all the world, this 80th Anniversary Day of the release of 'Casablanca' what I'd ever have least expected is to find Outerbridge cast as Chicken pursuing his ever-elusive pecking addiction around a farmyard in the Bermudan boondocks 🐔
Thank you, Sara. This is brilliant. I hope Alexandr finds an opportunity to let slip to Dmitri how much fun they've been having, leaving Dmitri to wonder what he's done wrong. Or perhaps Dmitri won't care and everyone will live happily ever after.
I hope your kiddo is feeling better and you and the rest of the family avoid whatever it is.
Hope you feel better soon! Love the insight into the other side of Gurov’s so-called life!!
Discovering lost diaries is a profitable way to spend an uneventful Thanksgiving. Great fun! Thanks! But I actually think it reads more like a letter to another character than a confiding diary entry...could we thicken the plot somehow?
Hope you keep well and the kiddo soon recovered.
Where was the dog?^^