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A review by savaging
One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich by Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn
4.0
"There was little sense in writing. Writing now was like dropping stones in some deep, bottomless pool. They drop; they sink -- but there is no answer."
My partner's mother once spoke of this book as proof that "anyone can live a happy life: it's not about your circumstances." Like Solzhenitsyn was Viktor Frankl's kulag counterpart.
And all of a sudden I was one of those literature snobs who savages the meaning other people make from a book, because One Day isn't hopeful, it's dire.
My partner's mother once spoke of this book as proof that "anyone can live a happy life: it's not about your circumstances." Like Solzhenitsyn was Viktor Frankl's kulag counterpart.
And all of a sudden I was one of those literature snobs who savages the meaning other people make from a book, because One Day isn't hopeful, it's dire.