Dostoevsky & Carver

I’ve finally finished the superb one-volume Dostoevsky (Frank). I made a valiant effort to finish it in September, had to lay it aside for much of a busy October, and have finished it today. What an excellent book! What a great writer! If I may point out a similarity between myself and the immortal Dostoevsky — he was a great admirer of Dickens, as am I.

And now I begin Raymond Carver (Sklenicka). Its 489 pages feel like a mere feather in my hands compared with Dostoevsky.