Stories of Alexander Dunaenko are "sounded" right. I'm trying to understand - why so. Is this related to any particular way to build a narrative? Or the author, excavated from a dark blue velvet pouch-word gems, endowed with magical powers to attract the reader's attention, and skillfully inlay of the text? Or maybe he just characters are three-dimensional, four-dimensional, or even that living people seem to be alive? All this is - yes! And the rhythm of Dunaenko's prose concise and resilient and easily subdues the reader's breath. And now, after a short time the reader is surprised to find that breathing in time with the storyteller. In the right places, previously took a deep breath, holds the desired length of the pause, and then - oh! - In one portion empties before the vacuum chest. Or issue in small portions, pronouncing at the short-but-uh-oh. But the main thing in this whole story, in my opinion, is that Alexander Dunaenko, describing in his stories quite ordinary life - a man and a woman, between love or lack of love, strife, betrayal, meetings, inspiration, tears, separation - thrilling... no, what am I talking, least of all to face gown Sasha judge - is that life with a very not ordinary, not narrow-minded perspective. His cross view, and in some cases at all counter-opinion. The most beautiful pictures in the photo and video obtained if the camera lens is directed against the sun - in the frames of a get-rich color depth and shade, and the contours of objects acquire a luminous halo, it is only necessary to competently select exposure. Alexander Dunaenko versed in cinematography, therefore confirm my words. The most interesting observations of life at that writer who is looking against the light. It is only necessary - so that the light is not blind eyes - a little squint. But where squint, there's an easy and ironic smile. So watch can only be an independent person. I can only assume what cost does this independence. The majority of the stories in the book through erotic. And the author does not accept the airy, ethereal sensuality, where the main intrigue masked with silk, and we have only to change the pattern of folds - they diverge, converge in a spiral, curve, fall, rise up again - guess what's really going on. The author seems to provoke the reader utmost frankness, he does not know the embarrassment in the description of the very, very, those caches, on the outskirts of a writer who suddenly rolled up and winks and grimaces to vulgarity. Alexander Dunaenko very finely and precisely is the story, and in fact the themes of an explosive, the slightest wrong move and run into a mine. It seems to me that in a similar way only a very brave and very wise author. I am grateful to the author for his extremely gentle attitude toward women. Not worshiping. Because he knows and understands the woman - it is not the divine light, but light and shadow. Perhaps this it attracts a man. Male researcher. A favorite theme of his research - the state border of the female soul, in which the woman is revealed fully, generously, without reserve. Like a beautiful flower. And grateful for wormwood bitter feeling of light in the soul, which remains after reading the stories. They definitely need to read everything. Because everyone - another facet of the world of Alexander Dunaenko. Travel through this world without fear. He is kind, wise, and glows with love. Alexander Valaeva.
