Not that I'm not enjoying the book. I am. But I confess I'm finding it a little more molasses-like than I remember the first time. I'm about halfway through the last part, which means I have just under 200 pages to go. That's not a lot. That's a short novel. I can read 200 pages.
But will I? That's the question. I have many, many pages to read in my TBR pile, and many more will be added by Santa. Why would I feel compelled to finish these particular 200 pages? Because it will affect my self-esteem if I don't.
The good doctor has landed in some hot water, separated from his wife and his lover. One thing I forgot about the story is just how short and fragile his sexual relationship with Lara is. But then everything in the doctor's life is fragile, tenuous and delicate. I love the passages from his diary, when he and his wife Tonya first move to Yuriatin, the village where he'll re-discover Lara and consummate their affair. I love his lyricism, his love for nature and physical activity, and the way his love for Lara combines all the things he loves. I noticed also how his attraction to Lara peaks at a time when his wife is pregnant and less attractive to him physically; this is the one time I didn't like him.
|Part of Russo-Biblio-Extravaganza|
You can find more links to the Group Read at NonSuchBook. Thanks to the magnificent Frances for hosting this and the Madame Bovary read last month! If you love literary fiction and you haven't been to her wonderful blog, what are you waiting for?