“I imagine he has other concerns,” said Bulgakov. Who could know what a deity might find important?

“Perhaps so—perhaps he is in America.” The man nodded, laughing silently at his own joke. After a moment, though, he tapped the pavement before him with the tip of his cane and drew a more serious tone. “I, on the other hand, am more inclined to this place.”

She had written: To disappear is my freedom; for you, my dearest, it would be your prison.

The man went on. “Typically I offer food to the starved, power to the weak, love to the lonesome; but I suspect you want none of those things,” he said.

Across the water, the woman was gone. The water rippled outward as though it’d been disturbed. Likely it was fish feeding on surface insects.

“There’s nothing you can offer me,” said Bulgakov.

The man got up stiffly, as though to continue on his way. “Then write us a good story, Messire Bulgakov. Give us something enjoyable to read.”

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

My principal literary debt is clear, however those familiar with Mikhail Bulgakov’s The White Guard, A Country Doctor’s Notebook, and A Dead Man’s Memoir will no doubt enjoy some echo of those writings herein. Likewise I am grateful to Johann von Goethe and Christopher Marlowe and Charles Gounod for their particular interpretations of the Faust legend. Of those who were emboldened to tell their stories of this time, I’m indebted to Nadezhda Mandelstam (Hope Against Hope) and Anna Larina (This I Cannot Forget). Similarly, to the many individuals, hundreds in fact, who, as expatriates in the early 1950s, allowed their narratives to be captured in the faint and bluish hues of vintage mimeograph and to the Harvard College Library that has made them accessible (the Harvard Project on the Soviet Social System Online).


I am grateful for the warmth and empathy of James H. Billington (The Icon and the Axe), Orlando Figes (Natasha’s Dance), and Sheila Fitzpatrick (Everyday Stalinism) which taught a foreigner an abiding regard and love for this people’s character and history and fortune.


I am grateful for Joseph Himes, who in his resolute passion to help first the Soviet Union, then the countries of Ukraine and Russia, advance their nuclear safety, traveled frequently to those places, learned their language, and introduced me to The Master and Margarita.


To those who dutifully read (and I believe in affection for me) those early and highly unsatisfactory versions of this story, Susan Tacent, Robin McLean, Krishna Lewis, Susan Robison, Dona Bolding, Robert Anthony, Priya Balasubramanian, and Claire Burdett, I am unbounded in my gratitude. And further, to my teachers, who through no fault of their own other than to be unflaggingly generous and remarkable in their teaching and their personage and their friendship and whom I call my mentors: Margot Livesey and Jim Shepard.


I am grateful for Dani Shapiro, Michael Marin, and Hannah Tinti.


For Christopher Castellani and Sonya Larson.


I am indebted to the patience and astuteness of Adam Schear. Likewise I am wholly grateful for the editorial wisdom of Michael Reynolds.


And finally, for those who have abided for years (yes, years), those souls who are my best mirrors of humanity and myself, I am grateful to Kristen Lekstrom; to Chris Thiem; to Vivian and Elie Aoun; to Inez Mostue; to Paul, Ryan, and Mark Himes; and above and beyond, to the one for whom I am most thankful that he roams the planet with me, Daniel Himes.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Julie Lekstrom Himes’s short fiction has been published in Shenandoah, The Florida Review (Editor’s Choice Award 2008), Fourteen Hills (nominated for Best American Mysteries 2011), and elsewhere. This is her debut novel. She lives with her family in Marblehead, Massachusetts.

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This is a work of fiction. While many elements of the story are drawn from the life of Mikhaíl Afanasievich Bulgakov, other details are purely fictional.

Copyright © 2017 by Julie Lekstrom Himes

First publication 2017 by Europa Editions

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Cover Art by Emanuele Ragnisco

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Cover photo © MLADEN ANTONOV/AFP/Getty Images

Stalin Epigram by Osip Mandelstam, reprinted with permission from the Osip Mandelshtam Papers (C0539); 1900s–1970s, Manuscripts Division, Department of Rare Books and Special Collections, Princeton University Library.

Excerpts from The Master and Margarita, reprinted with permission from Andrew Nurnberg Associates, London, UK

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