Hooray, I finally finished A Gentleman in Moscow! It’s a beautiful book, with an extremely likable main character, but I slogged through it, because I had to look up so many words and references, and, well, think so darn much. I’m very thankful for my Kindle!

The book begins on June 21, 1922, when Count Alexander Ilyich Rostov has just received a life sentence of house arrest in the Metropol Hotel in Moscow, as punishment for a poem he wrote in 1913. The book follows his life in the hotel for 30+ years, usually checking in every few years around the summer or winter solstice. You’d think he’d live a boring life in the hotel, but he doesn’t. He keeps a similar schedule as when he was a regular guest in the hotel, the staff and some of the guests become his family, and the politics of Russia are always in the background (or foreground!). The book is a bit slow and didn’t pick up for me until a new main character was introduced around page 230ish (of 462, eek!), but I enjoyed it, and learned quite a bit! I loved the ending.

Now I’m reading The Library of the Unwritten, which I saw on Goodreads. It’s about the library in hell, where there is a special wing for unwritten (unfinished) books. Sometimes the restless unwritten stories materialize in to characters and escape the library, so Claire, the head librarian of that wing, has to track them down. I keep thinking I will immediately love fantasy or magical realism books, but it takes me forever to learn their world and become familiar enough to enjoy the story.


A lot of my hold books from the library came in at once, and I’m not going to be able to finish them before they’re due. I’m bummed – I’d been waiting months for many of them on digital loan. I guess it’s a sign I’m not meant to read them now. Wah.