terrifying Russian literature, a style challenge, and New Year’s resolutions

The book sat on a side table in my bedroom, the one over by the corner fireplace, for six months. The oil portrait of its central character stared at me from the cover with those stoic, challenging eyes (like only Russians can), seemingly asking the question again, “Are you ready now? Is today the day?”Continue reading “terrifying Russian literature, a style challenge, and New Year’s resolutions”