Posts filed under: Literature

When my mother was in college, she dedicated two summers to month-long “work action” projects. These were voluntary initiatives to support the communist system in Yugoslavia. They spanned the summer, to avoid interrupting the school year, and they benefitted the neighboring communities. There are many people my mother’s age in former Yugoslavia who have never......
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When I first started blogging years ago, I wrote exclusively about books and named my blog after a short story by Vladimir Nabokov. Russian literature is stylistically similar to Bosnian literature and reminds me of the stories my grandmother used to tell me. In all of this time of reading and hunting down obscure Russian......
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My boyfriend purchased the new Geraldine Brooks novel for my mom’s birthday. And it started a discussion about how much my mother loved People of the Book so I borrowed it. It was actually my surprise last-read of 2015. Brooks wrote Bosnia convincingly. She was there during the war as a journalist covering what was going on. She managed......
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I’m no Millions but here’s a YIR anyway.  I thought a year of emotional distress and living alone would bring me more time to read but I maxed out at 41 books this year. I don’t mind. They were what I needed at the time. And 40 was my goal anyway. Of the 41 that......
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