Up next, something a little less depressing?

That was my attempt at a bit of slight of hand. Up next is actually more depression but instead of from the United States, I've chosen a Russian vintage for this bout of moroseness. Notes from Underground, by Fydor Dostoevsky was first published in 1964. I'm nearly through this novel and while depressing I'm finding it to be an interesting exploration of self analysis, at least on the part of the main character. According to the introduction in the Dutton Paperback edition I am reading, Dostoevsky wrote this novel while his wife and brother were dying and while he himself was battling a serious illness. Not to mention he was living in communist Russia, so that must have been a trial in and of itself.

I'll have more to report before too long....