About the book: year / "Zaton" - This is a real place. I lived there and saw dugouts carved out of the permafrost where the first prisoners who built the camp spent the night. The surviving camp guard towers are an eyesore. The bones, washed away by the spring stream, turn white in the sun. I talked to plant directors who once sat there and came to see it, driven by nostalgia. I sat on the shore with the descendants of local residents visiting Zaton. This probably contributed to the rapid writing of the novel. It contains a large part of reality: the past of Stalin’s camps and the missile division lost in the tundra of the late 80s, with the catching of prisoners who fled to the tundra, duty at a cache with a radio station found in the forest by fishermen, and the construction of a burnt diesel engine too. Time: interweaving of the 50s and 90s -X. Collapse.Idea: To tell our women's difficult stories. I really wanted to seat at the same table those who wrote the denunciations, those who sat in the camps on them and guarded them, as well as the women who suffered at the same time. Now we know what denunciations cost. We also know that their writing is driven by envy. But have they stopped writing them? They didn't stop. They write. We cannot forget history, but we should not break our foreheads against it, destroying in the heat of the moment everything that comes to hand. An attempt to weave a women's novel from the past of "Zaton" and "Zaton" of the 90s. It could be called - it happened in the USSR. Its highlight is its amazing simplicity. This is an attempt in a women's novel to capture themes experienced by people and the country. “Zaton” is a place on the river beyond Norilsk, buried in the grip of river waters and swamps. On this piece of land the roads of the bloody camp of the Stalin era and the missile division converged. They were separated by time, but brought together into one piece of land. Where the paths of their parents were once lost, children serve. “Zaton” is a refuge for prisoners of Stalin’s camps and military people in the late 80s. Here the destinies of the major who took over the military service, his mother, who flew in to visit, and his father, who once sat right there on the Zaton, intersected. He disappeared across the vast expanses of the country with the advent of amnesties in 1953. Fate, having mercilessly scattered them at the very beginning of life, brings them together in one day, hour, minute at one point and this is “Zaton”. The book is permeated with light and warmth and will certainly fill you with joy from meeting the characters. The book is about how a person can love, how much he can forgive, and whether this idea of ​​rewriting history is really necessary for anyone. Everyone is looking for the national idea of ​​Russia, their heads are broken, but it’s so simple - don’t rewrite and don’t renounce history, don’t go wall to wall and put a strong, reliable family under the foundation. It is on this that Russia has rested throughout all centuries. Here the family will return lost qualities and strengthen faith.