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A Place In The Sun

Auhtor: Stephen Marlowe

Language: english
Published: 1956

Genres:

fiction,  science fiction,  short stories
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Review by Stephen M. Charme, June 2010


Rating: (*****)
Copyright: Public Domain in the U.S.
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Summary of the Book 'A Place In The Sun':

Matryonas Place () sometimes translated as Matryonas Home (or House) is a novella written in 1959 by Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn. The story is narrated in the first person by a former prisoner of the gulag and a teacher of mathematics as was Solzhenitsyn at time. The narrator who has a longing to return to live in the Russian provinces takes a job at a school on a collective farm. Matryona offers him a place to live in her tiny run-down home but he is told not expect any fancy cooking. They share a single room where they eat and sleep the narrator sleeps on a camp-bed and Matryona near the stove. The narrator finds the farm workers lives little different to that of the pre-revolutionary landlords and their serfs. Matryona works on the farm for little or no pay. She is forced to give a small annex of her home to a relative who wants to use the wood from it to build a house elsewhere in the village. A group of farmers with a tractor borrowed without permission decide to move the wood at night. Matryona typically offers to help. During the chaos that follows she is killed by a train. Her character has been described as the only true Christian (and) the only true Communist and her death symbolic of Russias martyrdom. Set in 1956 five years after One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich the novella exposes a fundamental weakness in the Soviet system and in the mentality of the Soviet people.

Excerpts from the Book 'A Place In The Sun':


... you could hear the hum of the subspace drive-unit and the faint whining of the stasis generator. Then the Captain bolted out of bed after unstrapping ...
... they can't handle it anywhere else. Of course they can't. What the hell could normal slobs like them or like us do about it? Nothing, I guess. ...
... life of the most important man in the Galaxy. Because if Mayhem boards that ship and can't do anything about it, he'll die with the rest of them. Why? ...
... on collision course for the sun. Just hope he- I know. Succeeds. I don't even want to think of the possibility he might fail. In seconds, ...
... factor had locked the controls of the spaceship, making it impossible to turn or use forward rockets against the gravitational pull of the sun. Nineteen ...
... to overhear, and- How should I know unless you tell me what you overheard? It is you you're talking about, isn't it? Yeah. I was going off duty, ...
... going to jump up on this table and tell everyone what I overheard. Maybe I ought to do that, huh? Larry, Larry-if it's as bad as you say, maybe you ...
... cold storage, waiting for Johnny Mayhem if his services were required. No one knew when Mayhem's services might be required. No one knew exactly under ...
... to be a joke, alter ego? When do the men in the white suits come? Good Lord, this was supposed to be a dead body! At that, the other sentience which ...
... a fact. Just then the squawk box called: Now hear this! Now hear this! Tech/1 Ackerman Boone to Exec's office. Tech/1 Boone to Exec. You see? Boone ...
... the Glory, we don't have adequate G-equipment. It's something like the old days of air flight, sir: as soon as airplanes became reasonably safe, ...
... like that. But reckoning by the seat of my pants I would say, yes. Yes, we could get away like that-if we act fast. Because every minute we waste is ...
... the refrigs were working at full capacity. Even the bulkheads and the metal floor of crew quarters were unpleasantly warm to the touch. The air was hot ...
... If you're sure you give your permission, sir- Admiral Stapleton, you are running this ship, not I. Very well, sir. I've sent our subspace officer, ...
... never force their way in time. Not with blasters and not with N-guns, either. Not in ten minutes, they won't. Larry, all of a sudden I-I'm ...
... oddly flaccid as if all the moisture had been wrung from their bodies except for the sweat which covered their skins. All right, Ackerman Boone admitted. ...
... it in the shared body so he, Larry, could still think. Maybe- His blistered fingers were barely able to move within the insulined gloves, Larry fumbled ...
... flesh from his bones, the marrow from... . Can you see? the doctor asked. Yes, Larry said as the bandages were removed from his eyes. Three people ...
... if you grew up overnight. Before he kissed her Larry said: Maybe you're right. Maybe I'll tell you about it someday. But you'd never believe me. A ...
... in summer is of course impossible. Any weather expert will tell you so. Weather Bureau Chief Botts was certain no such absurdity could occur. And ...