31 October 2009
Happy Halloween, and all that. To New Yorkers, Happy Third Game of the World Series, and Happy Day Before the Marathon.
I realize that I’m often announcing here news about me me me, read this, I wrote it, etc. But if you haven’t yet, check out my review of Sergei Dovlatov’s Ours: A Russian Family Album over at The Millions. I urge you to do so as a kind of celebration with me; I find book reviews very difficult to write, and I think I finally “hit it” with this one, meaning I think I was able to convey the essence of my love for it (in less than 2,000 words). ”Essence” is a difficult thing to convey, not to mention “love.” With books, I find it nearly impossible.
And Dovlatov’s work really is something.
