

(Thank you to my fellow travelers who didn't feel the need to chat with the guy who obviously is so frilling bored he has resorted to reading a Russian novel.) I zipped through three hundred pages like it was butter and found myself absolutely captivated by the evolving drama of the Brothers Karamazov, the women that drive them crazy, and the father that brings to mind the words justifiable homicide. I absolutely fell under the thrall of Dostoyevky's prose. I took this on a plane flight, crazy right? Not exactly the normal "light" reading I take on flights. It hops around and attention must be paid or you will find yourself flipping back a few pages to reestablish the thread of the story.

If you like your books to move in a linear fashion this book is not for you.
