Margoshka and the Infinite Process

Reading Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie’s Americanah was incredibly thrilling for me.  It was thrilling to experience the poetry of far-off Nigeria alongside the familiar longing and awe of an immigrant to the States.  I am full of gratitude for this moment in time when I, an immigrant from the USSR, can read the story of Ifemelu, a young woman from Nigeria, and to feel so deeply her pain and her joy.  Perhaps it’s a conscience but the last book I read was Haruki Murakami’s 1Q84, falling in love with the Japanese fairy tale and its quirky crew of characters.  These two books are stand-outs! « Read the rest of this entry »