bookmate game
en
Elif Batuman

The Idiot

Сообщить о появлении
Загрузите файл EPUB или FB2 на Букмейт — и начинайте читать книгу бесплатно. Как загрузить книгу?
A portrait of the artist as a young woman. A novel about not just discovering but inventing oneself.
The year is 1995, and email is new. Selin, the daughter of Turkish immigrants, arrives for her freshman year at Harvard. She signs up for classes in subjects she has never heard of, befriends her charismatic and worldly Serbian classmate, Svetlana, and, almost by accident, begins corresponding with Ivan, an older mathematics student from Hungary. Selin may have barely spoken to Ivan, but with each email they exchange, the act of writing seems to take on new and increasingly mysterious meanings.
At the end of the school year, Ivan goes to Budapest for the summer, and Selin heads to the Hungarian countryside, to teach English in a program run by one of Ivan's friends. On the way, she spends two weeks visiting Paris with Svetlana. Selin's summer in Europe does not resonate with anything she has previously heard about the typical experiences of American college…
Эта книга сейчас недоступна
466 бумажных страниц
Уже прочитали? Что скажете?
👍👎

Впечатления

  • kinokitoделится впечатлением2 года назад
    👎Give This a Miss

  • Nast Huertaделится впечатлением3 года назад
    💤Borrrriiinnng!

Цитаты

  • Olga Alekseevaцитирует2 года назад
    The story had a stilted feel, and yet while you were reading you felt totally inside its world, a world where reality mirrored the grammar constraints, and what Slavic 101 couldn’t name didn’t exist. There was no “went” or “sent,” no intention or causality—just unexplained appearances and disappearances.
  • Nast Huertaцитирует3 года назад
    It was a mystery to me how Svetlana generated so many opinions. Any piece of information seemed to produce an opinion on contact. Meanwhile, I went from class to class, read hundreds, thousands of pages of the distilled ideas of the great thinkers of human history, and nothing happened.
  • Aliza Ishaqцитирует2 года назад
    each message contained the one that had come before, so your own words came back to you—all the words you threw out, they came back.

На полках

fb2epub
Перетащите файлы сюда, не более 5 за один раз