Pavel’s Letters
Monika Maron
1999
Something is wrong between me and the story I want to write. Whatever subject I touch on, after five or four, sometimes even two pages, either the story throws me out or I throw myself out. As if I had no business being in it. As if my desire to put together a picture for myself of the overall story from photographs, letters and Hella’s memories…
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