Since I read about him in Haruki Murakami's “1Q84,” and have heard in general that he is one of the true masters of writing, I have been reading Anton Chekhov this past couple of weeks. (BTW, I am extremely dissatisfied with “1Q84,” but I won't talk about it here.) I expected Chekhov's stories to be depressing, boring, and difficult to read, but it was actually a pure joy reading his stories. They are extremely enjoyable. They are worm, and depicts human nature of caring and loving. Some stories such as “Death of a clark,” “Chameleon,” and “Tragic Actor” are really funny, as Chekhov points out human elements that make us so vulnerable and imperfect, but lovable at the same time.
His stories show me that there are great conflict, tension, human drama with intensity in our daily lives. It's surprising to realize that a moment of an ordinary person's life can be more dramatic than, say, an alien invasion, or a volcano erupting.
I've enjoyed all of his stories so far, but I particularly loved “Difficult People,” and “The Student.”