Last January, I set my reading goal for the year to 75 books, 25 less than the year prior, to give myself a little room. When I predicted at that time that the goal was easily attainable as long as I stayed single, I had no idea how precisely right I would be: Kari and…
When I decided at the end of last winter to return to school and major in English, I knew that I would be reading more than usual and that I needed to start stretching my brain before classes began. Having fallen out of the habit of reading many years prior, at the end of February…
This fall, I read Vladimir Nabokov’s Pnin for the first time, having read Lolita for the first time decades ago. I mention this timeline because, while it took me nearly 40 years to get to Pnin, Nabokov went to work immediately on the novel while still wrapping up Lolita. More precisely, Nabokov originally wrote and…