When I read the description for The Unreal Life of Sergey Nabokov, I was intrigued – how does the younger, gay brother of a literary icon conduct his life? How dark is that shadow? The minutiae, the great secrets, and of course, loves of a person’s life are endlessly interesting to me, so I hoped that this book would scratch that itch. Because only limited details of Sergey’s life are documented, Paul Russell chose to write a novel instead of a biography. The result is a beautiful, lonely story about a man who has a lifelong struggle with happiness.
Over at xoJane this week, author K.T. Bradford posted about her efforts to read only works written by women or people of color or LGBTQ authors and challenged her readers to take up a similar goal for year. As this is the internet, it was not terribly surprising that the comment section of the post was filled with scathing rebuttals to Bradford’s suggestion ranging from the relatively mild, “eh, I don’t get the point” to the kneejerk claims of reverse racism. Read More Reading Beyond the Canon
Chloe Caldwell writes in such an honest way that Women reads like a journal entry. In fact, I confess to mistaking the novella for memoir at first, having read Caldwell’s other work. However one categorizes it, it’s a compelling story about complicated, obsessive love.