Works
Dostoyevsky's works of fiction include 15 novels and novellas, 17 short stories, and 5 translations. Many of his longer novels were first published in serialised form in literary magazines and journals (see the individual articles). The years given below indicate the year in which the novel's final part or first complete book edition was published. In English many of his novels and stories are known by different titles.
Plays
- (~1844) The Jew Yankel (unknown whether finished or not; title based on Gogol's character from Taras Bulba)
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Novels and novellas
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Short stories
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Essays
- Winter Notes on Summer Impressions (1863)
- A Writer's Diary (Дневник писателя, 1873–1881)
- Letters (collected in English translations in five volumes of Complete Letters)
Translations
- (1843) Eugénie Grandet, (Honore de Balzac)
- (1843) La dernière Aldini (George Sand)
- (1843) Mary Stuart (Friedrich Schiller)
- (1843) Boris Godunov (Alexander Pushkin)
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