Charlotte Hobson spent her gap year as a student in Voronezh, in deepest provincial Russia. Her arrival coincided with the collapse of this society, as initial optimism about the fall of communism gave way to disillusionment and uncertainy. These feelings are mirrored in the doomed love affair she has with the vodka-swilling Mitya. They too started out in a mood of wild optimism, and felt that anything was possible. Until in the spring the snow thawed, and revealed the black earth beneath.
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Charlotte Hobson read Russian at Edinburgh University and went on to spend much of the 1990s living, working and travelling in Russia. She now lives in Cornwall.Review:
'Hobson's poignant tales of the friendships she developed...are told with something of the muted emotion that suffuses Chekhov's short stories' The Times 'Russia is a place that makes huge demands on the heart to be understood, and, out of what she did and did not like, Charlotte Hobson has fashioned a valuable memoir of an age which will surely never return' Literary Review 'Profoundly moving... Hobson's prose is unselfconsciously precise and poetic, her images of Voronezh and its characters poignant and unforgettable' Sunday Times
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