Originally, I had planned to keep a running commentary on whatever book I was reading. Then I discovered all the other blogs out there and didn't want to limit myself. I decided to go one day at a time and write whatever suited me. Each day reflects a different aspect of myself.
Today though,
I am reading a book by Dostoyevsky called "The Idiot." I have not read any novel by him before, although Russian masters such as Tolstoy amaze me.
I am reading about a man who others think of as an idiot. He is an epileptic, wounded so that he is thought of as strange and slow.
He speaks of substance.
He speaks well.
I see no evidence.
He only
thinks what others don't think of
and sees things that others don't see.
5 comments:
Sounds like a book many should read. There's an important lesson to be learned.
Hi Fred,
I recommend it and I'm only in the 8th chapter.
I find that there is nothing like reading a novel written by a master.
Oh Carol, you need more tv time! :)
Andrew
Why are you reading instead of blogging?
Hi J. Andrew,
So appropriate. Watch for the next post!
Barbara, You almost got me LOL.
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