Goodbye to Genji (for now)

I’m crying uncle for the second time with the Tale of Genji. I love so many things about the book but it just doesn’t grab me enough to keep reading. There are days and times when I can sit down and plow through 50 pages but there are too many other times when I read only a few pages in a day; and when you’re looking at a 1000+ page behemoth that isn’t going to cut it.

I may continue to read it in a few pages a day and just accept the fact that it’s going to take me forever to get through the book. . .

Instead I’ve decided to shift a little both in time and space – the Russia in the 19th century. Reading the Idiot in a translation by Richard Pevear and Larissa Volokhonsky. I’ve read their translations of several Dostoevsky novels and they’re really great.