Po Sezoně (Off Season) (Czech Republic)
Czech edition of Off Season, translated by Milan Žáček.
Translated by Vyacheslav Shutov.
From a 2017 Interview with Darker Magazine (in Russian):
Readers in Russia know you mainly from the rather messy-made edition of «Vultures» [Off Season] and «Stai» [Offspring].The nineties were a paradise for horror lovers in Russia, although most publishers wanted to spit on copyright, high-quality covers / translations, etc. What do you think about this book? Did you receive any money for it?
Not a cent. These books were stolen by the editor of a magazine…and sold without my knowledge. Then one day I received this book in hardcover by mail, on the cover – a frightened man in the form of either a New York policeman, or the pilot of a Nazi attack plane, surrounded by zombie-like creatures. There was no return address, so where she came from, I don’t know.
This edition restores cuts made for the original Ballantine paperback edition.
From the Afterword:
“I have very few regrets as a writer…A particularly graceless line here and there. An occasional bad edit. And that’s about it except for what happened to Off Season. What happened, exactly, was negotiation.
When Marc Jaffe at Ballantine bought the book it was on the condition that I’d be willing to rewrite. And I was. Of course I was. It was my first novel and I was delighted to have the contract. Did they think I was crazy? I’d rewrite in a minute. We were all very much aware that the book was over-the-top violence-wise, that it had the kind of teeth pretty much unseen before in mass-market fiction. It was just that quality that they were buying. But I knew I’d have to make some cuts.
I just wasn’t prepared for them to want so many.
…There were times we fought through paragraphs line by line. Word by word.
…This went on for a couple of weeks.
By then my manuscript was sporting a lot of red ink. [The editor’s] notepad had a lot of scratch-outs.
When it was over I went home and a few weeks later produced [this] version of Off Season… The original I tossed in the garbage.
Yeah, yeah, I know. You don’t have to tell me. I’m an asshole. What can I say?