Kolkhoze by Emmanuel Carrère

Liliane gave me this book. I like the writer so looked forward to it, not knowing what it was about. It was a type of memoir about his mother, who I didn't know but is a famous woman who was president of the French Academy (Académie Française). At first I felt like, why do I care about this man's mother's life. It's not my mother and I don't care much about the Académie Française. I felt like I was reading the memoir of any person who I didn't know. Even though his mother was an immigrant from Russia after the revolution (from an aristocratic family of which she seemed intensely proud). Somehow that didn't grab me enough, so I started paging through the book and ended up started a bit past the middle, where there was more recent information about family relationships, the author's life, etc. Carrère tends to always write about himself no matter what the subject of his book is, so I learned he has a 3rd wife now, around 30 years younger than him, that they made love on a certain day, keep separate bedrooms etc. It's the type of thing he always somehow gets in there. Sometimes it's really annoying but he writes really well; It just glides along. It's like he can't stop. Anyway, I enjoyed the book starting in the middle so I went back to the beginning and read the rest after.

I think i just posted this by mistake.

Whoops I did. I'm not posting anymore, but I realized I still want to keep my impressions, so I'm putting them into drafts. And just writing whatever comes to my fingertips. Hmm, maybe this isn't going to work. It will be interesting to see if anyone reads this. Hello, is anyone there?

I really need to find a new way to keep my book thoughts in digital form but not in a blog. If you have any ideas, let me know, if you're there.

Crazy!