Any readers of this work, by the happily dead Fyodor Dostoevsky.
Notes From Underground didn't do much for me. I'm probably more appreciative of the personal sanity-madness gray area, more than the social cohesion due to political ideology, and I would never profess what is best for all. Tried. Failure.
I'm close to halfway through Crime and Punishment, one of the few 'read before I die' books available. I'll probably chill with Hesse's Steppenwolf (a redo) or The Remains of the Day, by Kazuo Ishiguro, but the temptation to tackle this shit will not survive the year, regardless of what other teams survive.
Drop word if you've tackled this shit and if it was worth it. Nearly 40 hours by audiobook (I guess I'm stuck with the Project Gutenberg reading, best I could find on youtubby).
Aldous Huxley, Albert Camus, and even George Orwell, pretended to experiment with adversity for alternative--or more enlightened--point of view, but Fyodor seems to have authentically gotten his shit kicked. I'm fairly early in Crime and Punishment--pawnbroker now dead--and I remain intrigued enough to slough through another couple of days to see where this leads. The writing is decent, if aged, and I can't fathom what might be lost in translation.
Maybe text beats audio, for something so daunting. I guess I'll need something, to read in hell, so maybe a text copy is the better way to go. Was targeting The Varieties of Religious Experience, by William James, but I expect that he makes the mistake of trying to make sense of things. Hope to struggle through, regardless.
Any word is cool. I'll take anything. Russian literature is not on the radar of my current friends and family, so my expectations are complicated.
Marilynne Robinson, and her 'Gilead' series, is also tempting, if anybody has tried same. Amazing how priorities change when the end is nigh. Had enough. Juvenile. Limited time.
Brothers K.
daunting?
worthy?
My people appear shallow. Perhaps it's my perception.
Notes From Underground didn't do much for me. I'm probably more appreciative of the personal sanity-madness gray area, more than the social cohesion due to political ideology, and I would never profess what is best for all. Tried. Failure.
I'm close to halfway through Crime and Punishment, one of the few 'read before I die' books available. I'll probably chill with Hesse's Steppenwolf (a redo) or The Remains of the Day, by Kazuo Ishiguro, but the temptation to tackle this shit will not survive the year, regardless of what other teams survive.
Drop word if you've tackled this shit and if it was worth it. Nearly 40 hours by audiobook (I guess I'm stuck with the Project Gutenberg reading, best I could find on youtubby).
Aldous Huxley, Albert Camus, and even George Orwell, pretended to experiment with adversity for alternative--or more enlightened--point of view, but Fyodor seems to have authentically gotten his shit kicked. I'm fairly early in Crime and Punishment--pawnbroker now dead--and I remain intrigued enough to slough through another couple of days to see where this leads. The writing is decent, if aged, and I can't fathom what might be lost in translation.
Maybe text beats audio, for something so daunting. I guess I'll need something, to read in hell, so maybe a text copy is the better way to go. Was targeting The Varieties of Religious Experience, by William James, but I expect that he makes the mistake of trying to make sense of things. Hope to struggle through, regardless.
Any word is cool. I'll take anything. Russian literature is not on the radar of my current friends and family, so my expectations are complicated.
Marilynne Robinson, and her 'Gilead' series, is also tempting, if anybody has tried same. Amazing how priorities change when the end is nigh. Had enough. Juvenile. Limited time.
Brothers K.
daunting?
worthy?
My people appear shallow. Perhaps it's my perception.
