Natalia Smirnova - Moscow Noir

Only me…

Masha weeps, she weeps for everyone who vanished without a trace, weeps and repeats: Only me, only me … and does that mean I’m their heir? Does that mean I have to bear all this, preserve these souls in my emaciated body, bear them eternally in exchange for my unconceived children?

I’m as alone as alone can be , Masha tells herself. I never knew my real parents, my mama and papa drove me out, I have no brothers or sisters, and will never have children. How will I carry this burden alone? Am I a medium or something? Did I summon up the dead? No, they came to me of their own accord, entered me the way a rapist enters a sleeping woman, a woman who has lost the strength to resist.

Oh well, if you’ve come, make yourself comfortable, eat me, enjoy. Here is my flesh, here is my blood, but no bread and wine are served here. Be my guests, only know it’ll be a short story. Because I’m not going to be able to bear all this any longer.

I can’t alone.

And I can’t call for help.

I’ll go to Nikita and say, I hear voices, I have other people, dead people, living inside me . Instantly his voice will become very patient, sympathetic, and upbeat. That voice will make even me start to think I’ve lost my mind and belong in a psych ward. It’s probably better if I don’t say anything at all.

Just so he’s nearby, just so he doesn’t leave, just so he holds my hand—and I’ll keep quiet, I’ll deal with the rest myself.

I’ll say, Wasn’t it nice in the Crimea nine years ago? Remember I was still telling fortunes on the quay? Could that have been when it all started? Could that be where I let all these alien lives inside me, all these lost, dead, unfortunate, barren souls? But we were still having fun that evening, drinking wine, eating shashlik. We were young and foolish. Strong and confident. Maybe deep down I still have that strength, maybe it’s enough at this age, what do you think, Nikita, eh?

Don’t answer, you don’t have to. After all, you and I know ourselves how much we can withstand. Don’t answer, all right? Just don’t go away, please. Don’t go.

I’ll just hold your hand—we’ll all just hold your hand—and maybe we’ll surface, or maybe we’ll finally learn to breathe underwater.

ALEXANDER ANUCHKINwas born in Moscow in 1976 to a family of teachers. He has worked as a crime reporter for twelve years, in addition to writing for television. He is currently the anchor and chief editor of the Essential (Glavnoe) TV program. His debut novel, the political thriller Gold Reserve (Zolotoi zapas) , was published in 2009.

IRINA DENEZHKINAwas born in Yekaterinburg, a large industrial center in the Urals, in 1981. When one of her manuscripts was short-listed for the prestigious National Best Seller Prize, she drew significant critical attention from the Russian media. Her story collection Give Me: Songs for Lovers (Dai mne!) has been translated into twenty languages, including English. She still lives in her native town, working as a journalist, writing her next book, and raising her son.

ALEXEI EVDOKIMOV, born in 1975, is one half of the author team Garros-Evdokimov, best known for their award-winning novel Headcrusher ([golovo] lomka) , which has been translated into eight languages. Their subsequent novels are Gray Goo (Seraya sliz’) and Truck Factor (Factor fury) . Evdokimov has also published the solo novels Zero-Zero (Nol’-nol’) and Cinephobia. RU (TIK) .

JULIA GOUMENwas born in St. Petersburg, Russia, in 1977. With a PhD in English, she has been working in publishing since 2001, starting her own literary agency after three years as a foreign rights manager. Since 2006 Goumen has run the Goumen & Smirnova Literary Agency with Natalia Smirnova.

ANDREI KHUSNUTDINOV, born in 1967, writes in the sci-fi genre, although his prose has often been compared with that of Franz Kafka. He is the author of the novels Danai Greeks (Danaitsy), Huguenot (Gugenot) , and Table Rock (Stolovaya gora) , the last of which was on the long list for the 2008 Russian Booker Prize.

DMITRY KOSYREV, a.k.a. Master Chen, born in 1955, has written for leading newspapers such as Pravda , Rossiiskaia Gazeta , and Nezavisimaya Gazeta , and other publications since the 1970s. An expert on China, he has lived in various regions of Asia. Kosyrev is the author of the spy novels The Pet Monkey of the House of Tang, The Pet Hawk of the House of Abbas, Amalia and the White Apparition , and Amalia and the Generalissimo . He currently resides in Moscow with his wife and two daughters.

VYACHESLAV KURITSYN, a.k.a. Andrei Turgenev, was born in 1965 in Novosibirsk. He is the founder of both the humanitarian conference “Kuritsyn’s Readings” and the website Contemporary Russian Prose with Vyacheslav Kuritsyn. He is the nationally acclaimed author of a number of books of prose and poetry, including the much-praised The Month of Arcachon (Mesyats Arcachon) and The Siege Novel (Spat’ i verit’) , which was short-listed for the National Best Seller Prize and the Russian Booker Prize.

SERGEI KUZNETSOVwas born in Moscow in 1966. In the late ’90s he became a leading Russian film and pop culture critic. He is the author of a detective trilogy, The Nineties: A Fairy Tale ( Devyanostye: skazka) , and a futuristic novel, No (Net) , together with Linor Goralik. His book Butterfly Skin (Shkurka babochki) has acquired cult status in Russia and has been translated into German and Italian. He lives in Moscow with his wife and two children.

MAXIM MAXIMOVwas born in Moscow in 1979. He has worked as a copywriter for several design and advertising agencies. He is the author of two volumes of poetry and is a fellow of the New Names program. He has published three novels: Moscow Umbrellas (Moskovskie zontiki), We’re Gone (Nas ne byvaet) , and Far from Wrigley Gulf (Vdali ot zaliva Rigli).

LUDMILLA PETRUSHEVSKAYAwas born in Moscow in 1938. Her first work was published in 1972, only to be followed by almost ten years of officially enforced silence, when her plays and prose were censored. Petrushevskaya’s novel The Time: Night (Vremya noch’) was short-listed for the 1992 Russian Booker Prize and translated into more than thirty languages. Since then, Petrushevskaya has published over thirty books of prose, and her award-winning plays are produced around the world.