To some - tators, and to others - lyators
In a recent conversation with one famous prose writer, I heard a question that, on the one hand, is familiar, but on the other hand, amazes me every time. My interlocutor, an enlightened man, who, unlike other colleagues, follows the work of his fellow workers and even worked successfully for some time in the field of literary criticism, asked: “Why did you attack Shishkin like that?” This meant my review of Mikhail Shishkin’s novel “Venus’s Hair” (see “Vremya Novostey” of June 10) .