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Mirela Roznoveanu |
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Modern Readings, essays, Bucharest, Cartea Românească Publishing House, 1978; D.R.Popescu. Critical monograph, Bucharest, Albatros Publishing House, 1983; The Civilization of the Novel: A History of Fiction Writing from Ramayana to Don Quixote. An essay on comparative literature, Bucharest, Cartea Românească Publishing House, vol.I -1983, vol. II - 1991; Always in Autumn, novel, Bucharest, Cartea Românească Publishing House, 1988; Life on the Run, novel, Bucharest, Sirius Publishing House, 1997; Apprehending the World, poetry, Bucharest, Luceafărul Foundation Publishing House, 1998; Platonia, novel, Bucharest, Cartea Românească Publishing House, 1999; The Time of the Chosen, novel, Bucharest, Univers Publishing House, 1999; Toward a Cyberlegal Culture, essays, New York, Transnational Publishers (2001, 2002); Born again--in Exile, poetry, New York, iUniverse, 2004; The Life Manager and Other Stories, novellas, New York, iUniverse, 2004. |
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Mirela Roznoveanu brings to the Romanian letters surprising feelings and experiences, about which no one has written so far. She has evoked the sorrows of our recent historical past from a critical and a moral perspective, whose origin can be traced to her innate integrity. The circumstances of her present life, in the midst of a deeply democratic social environment, where people have little or no use for half measures, have also contributed to her intransigent vision. On the other hand, Mirela Roznoveanu's books are genuine novels in that her readers satisfy their craving for living in an otherwise obsessive and unattainable world by attending to the intricacies of her fictional games. Her writing adds distinction and refinement to such a problematic. Roznoveanu's prose is alive with her capacity of capturing the logic of perceptions, the fluctuations of sensibility, and the complexity of human relationships. (Dan Cristea) |
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Platonia is a very beautiful book. I relived some of the torments of my own adolescence and bathed in the nostalgia of an intensity that seems so far away. We are truly different people at different ages, but most of us kill or bury these people - so it's remarkable to read a book where nothing seems forgotten. And the reader does, of course, fall in love with Platonia. Of course, the author had to kill her since it's only a few moments before December 1989 (which might or might not have freed her) and this subterranean fact increases the pathos measurably. I read that Tolstoy was unsure until the very end whether Anna was going to die. Perhaps Mirela too? (Andrei Codrescu) |
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