illiterate people

☆The secret reverberation of the exiled memory of the author of "The Diary of a Bad Boy", the cold and concise language texture, the dark memory and the real pain of life

☆28 fictional stories × 1 autobiographical novel. Fictional stories allow unbearable and unspeakable emotions to settle; the fragments of real life are a reality crueler than stories, and are the answers to all mysteries

☆ "Dream work, silent night, frozen life, I have to write them all down."

☆The language of Yageta's novels is very cold. It seems that there are no adjectives and too many gorgeous modifiers as much as possible, and they are all nouns and verbs as much as possible. But even such a simple, even absurd, language is horrifyingly readable and completely captivating. ——Liang Wendao

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The manuscript is a collection of four small books, each with its own characteristics in style and content, and together presenting a psychedelic style in which reality and dreams are intertwined. Like the "Bad Boy Trilogy", there is a dark atmosphere of cruelty and disillusionment, but the strokes of these four works are lighter and more varied and closer to the author's own voice.

"Nightmare" is composed of 25 story segments that are both dreamlike and real. Part of it describes the absurd helplessness in real life, and part of it is full of psychedelic surrealism. Daily life is like "a prison cell composed of huge and absurd ravings" in Yagota's pen. Writers such as "Letterbox", an orphan who checks his mailbox twice a day, has been looking forward to receiving a letter from his parents for twenty years, and finally one day he really received a letter from his father, and this letter made him just want to Fleeing to a place where his father could not find him. Surrealists such as "A Train to the North", a man has been waiting at an abandoned station for a train to go north to his hometown. He poisoned his pet dog who refused to let him leave and carved a stone statue for it. When the dog statue is hugged for the last time, the man also becomes "the statue" and never leaves again.

"Yesterday" is a short story intertwined with fiction and reality. The protagonist Sandor, who had a rough life experience, repeated the same job every day in the watch factory, and his life was hopeless. Until one day he accidentally reunited with his old childhood friend Lina, and he crazily pursued Lina but ruined Lina and his own life.

"Where are you, Mathias" consists of a short story and a screenplay. The novel part is a psychedelic story in which dreams and reality are blended together; the script part is a love story spanning ten years. Among them, the same name and similar plot as "Yesterday" make it seem like a continuation or another possibility of "Yesterday".

"The Illiterate Man" is an autobiographical novel of Yagota. In 11 chapters, 11 fragments of life are written. From childhood memories in Hungary, life in boarding schools to life in exile in Switzerland, it depicts how she grew from a Hungarian village girl to an internationally renowned writer step by step.

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"The Illiterate Man"

The story of Argota is about identity and belonging, and more about a certain burning desire. ——The Independent, UK

Yagota's exile experience has not prevented her from creating works with powerful tension, and readers cannot ignore the price she paid for her freedom. ——The Times Literary Supplement

"Yesterday"

In Christopher's world, there is a darkness and horror of violence, and at the same time, an incredible surprise amidst despair. ——La Vanguardia, Spain

"Nightmare"

C'est égal ("Nightmare") once again demonstrates the superb writing skills of Yagata. These stories are as dry and simple as summer wood, but also reveal a kind of gloomy sadness. Cruelty, sincerity, and beauty are presented here in various forms. ——Le Journal du Dimanche, France

These words and sentences are polished hard, cold, and real. ——Die Welt, German newspaper Welt

In the desolate landscape erected by the Tower of Argo, even the palest consolation is taken from us. ——The Times