21 May 2010
My husband picked this one up for me, after someone at a conference on Central Asian literature recommended it to him. It's a different sort of book, about Russian literature, a summer spent studying Uzbek in Samarqand, and graduate programs. There were a lot of laugh-out-loud spots in the first half of the book and I really enjoyed that part. But about halfway through it ran out of steam and was mostly boring the rest of the way. So it's worth getting it and starting it, and then quitting when you get bored.