She Does Remember
A novel by Svobodka Kostadinova
"She felt the crushing monotonous clacking of the wheels which were grinding memories and hopes into the fine roadside dust of time.
— The fairy-tale is over, my girl!"
The writer Svobodka Kostadinova is a fascinating woman born in the southwestern part of Bulgaria at the Bulgarian-Macedonian border.
Just on time, she re-creates an epoch of the Bulgarian timelessness, the silence about which is like overgrown-with-weeds frontier barbed wire - forgotten but equally thorny for both those whom it must protect against and those who are protecting themselves.
In the uncontrived telegraphic style, natural for the modern world, she is in a hurry to preserve forgotten scenes, images and morals, where the characters mainly keep silent, and if they speak, it is little - what moves and is remembered forever, or what hurts deeply and is not to tell at all.
Pressed by the rhythm of the modern news world, she does not have time for wasteful descriptiveness and pretentious literary elitism but is direct and frank in a touching manner.
She destroys the imposed stereotype of seeking, as an end in itself, after literary reincarnations, because her characters are set up and completed in their own. Respecting their authenticity, she keeps them independent of the fashionable literary manipulations familiar to readers. Thus, she wins readers' fondness because she does not fabricate; she shares.
She moves readers by her genuine sincerity, undeserved suffering, timid hopes and vulnerable but enviable optimism, by which she manages to find, re-create and preserve the few but painfully dear metaphors in the mundane monotony of days.
She dares to venture with love across the usual bordering furrows drawn by the envy, greediness and hypocrisy of people.
Because She Does Remember!
Who is she?
She is each one of us who is like her.
Svobodka Kostadinova is member of the creative crew of ФРЪНЗИ (FRENZI 2010) - IMDb.com | Po Ilinden (2015) - IMDb.com | www.AlexanderStoykov.eu
Mrs. Svobodka Kostadinova is a guest writer in IPE magazine
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By the publisher
"I found it a very moving experience with its lovely descriptions of childhood and a way of life that seems very far away from us. For me, it was an entry to another, very different world, which had times of great trial and tribulations, as well as of great joy. It was a privilege to read it and please give my warmest congratulations to Mrs. Svobodka Kostadinova on her achievement."
Fennell Betson, IPE Founding Editor London, UK
A novel appeal to the young to walk the road back home - the same road leading them to "what they have been deprived of, but always taking them away from what they have been left with".
A novel faith that something valuable must be there for everyone to keep against the "merciless mould of time".
A splendid novel about the painfully dear metaphors of life which she does remember in the mundane monotony of days - a novel that all of us remember.
After readers' opinions
A novel about HER who remains simply SHE until the last page, may be because she is the embodiment of every one of us, which makes the novel an intelligible and intriguing story with serious social, political, and universal messages.
Marina Georgieva
At last - a novel without yellow boulevard gossip or soap-suds of an endless TV serial. I recommend it to everyone who is looking for a road back when there are no roads any more.
Nikoleta Damianova
A splendid novel about the "painfully dear metaphors" in "the mundane monotony of days".
Mariana Velinova
The novel "She does remember" by the writer Svobodka Kostadinova is a moving story about the enormous feat of life of the ordinary man in his struggle for survival and dignity after the victorious revolutions which redistribute the "common wealth of the defeated" into "private wealths of the defeating" who are always ready "to flirt with the respectful flag, as per case".
Iveta Manolova
In times when all the young dream of emigrating from Bulgaria in pursuit of the happiness they think they are deprived of here, this novel takes us back to the days when the parents of today's youth were also young, and when they emigrated from their homelands as well in pursuit of their happiness, or at least - of a more decent existence. Yes, due to the prohibition on travels abroad, the emigration was within the country: from the villages to the larger cities, and then - from the larger cities to the City. But the emigrants' "muddy ruts", left behind as "scars of deep wounds" in the woman character's soul, the few "botches of sky" and the "handful of peanuts", are the painfully suffered memory of everyone on hearing the words of Kosta from the novel: "The fairy-tale is over, my girl!"
This is a novel about the road, the road of life of every emigrant (either abroad or in his own country). A novel - open appeal to all the young to find the strength to walk the road back home, that same road about which the writer points out that all our lives it "leads us to what we have been deprived of, but which inexorably takes us away from what we have been left with". A novel about the faith that in the endless "roadside dust" everyone has something valuable which he has to protect against the "merciless mould of time".
Stanimir Stanoev
The prophecy comes true.
A name is given to a girl to protect her...
... in a frontier community where names are so much worshipped as blessing or feared as curse that mentioning them is rare and usually... too late.
The common wealth of the defeated is stormed into private wealths of the defeating. And she is left with few botches of sky and a handful of peanuts... in a staggering pursuit of happiness away from plundered home lands.
Soon the fairy-tale is over...
But not the memory of her noble and respected clan.
"... Here she is, Lyube! She is the same - the same as I told you from my dream: fair-haired, thin, smiling and very kind...",
- clairvoyant Vanga's words to her sister during one of the godchild's visits at Vanga's home in the town of Petrich.
Down the mountain river, the clear tune of the mill-clack trails away in the many-coloured water babble of the first sunbeams of day...
A childbirth in the mill house at the upper end of the village - the seventeenth godchild of Granny Vanga's. With the strange name given by the prophetess, which has to protect her...
Slowly and inexorably the millstones grind the large spikes of youth, the ambitions and successes into the fine powder exchanged for a piece of survival.
... The silent wind gently caresses the blossomed grasses that wreath round the fence of the family lands like maiden's blond tresses strewn with the delicate field flowers of the virgin meadows. Fearful lightning and thunders! The serene blue is torn into tiny scattered botches of sky. The branches and trees writhe down to the earth, mourning over the dying beauty of the meadows...
Then comes nationalization. Its mill-stones grind every rational grain of people's thoughts into fine powder - gunpowder tucked away into the most secret plank-crack of human souls. The neat family meadows, with their clean dresses of green grass and blossomed field flowers, lie stiff and stark, ragged with dozens of foul patches of muddy plots randomly tacked out with whatever the envy and spite manage to use for staking off the individual share of equality. Along the new bed, where the river is now sapping through the meadows' bruises, there is a tattered cloth of turf that can hardly cover the naked stones thighing out of the mire. The meadows are ravenously raped and plundered. The revolution wins: the common wealth of the defeated is commonly shared in private wealths of the defeating...
And she starts on a journey along the road leading her to what she has been deprived of, but inexorably taking her away from what she has been left with - a road, the muddy ruts of which remain behind as scars of deep wounds.
Under the demolished walls of the water mill, behind the rusty gates and among the weeds, there glows the bright memory of a noble and respected clan - a memory which will be kept and protected against the merciless mould of time.
Thanks to a name - the name given by the prophetess...
A European Social Security Administration - an idea by Mrs. Svobodka Kostadinova
It was proposed to the European Commission in October 2010. See article A European social security administration would be built on the EU founding principle of solidarity published in January 2011 issue of Investment and Pensions Europe magazine, London, UK.
Article by Svobodka Kostadinova & Nickolai Slavchev, PhD
Published on 9 Jan 2014 @ IPE.com
Article by Svobodka Kostadinova & Nickolai Slavchev, PhD
Published in January 2012 issue of "Investment and Pensions Europe magazine", London, UK, IPE.com
Article by Svobodka Kostadinova & Nickolai Slavchev, PhD
Published in February 2011 @ IPE.com
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