By Vladimir Nabokov.
Glory is the first book I’ve read by Vladimir Nabokov. (I couldn’t bring myself to read Lolita.) Nabokov displayed a great ability to write into and out of reality. The main character, Martin, drifted in and out of reveries. Most of the time I could understand what was what, but sometimes I had to reread.
Martin is part Russian, part Swiss. We follow him from his youth through his college days during the time of the Bolshevik revolution.
I didn’t really enjoy this book. It was fun to read about things Russian, but I didn’t care about any of the characters. Nabokov writes in the omniscient narrator, so that might account for my lack of caring. Not sure. The end was startling and got me thinking, so that’s always nice.
Word Wabbit 
Maybe you should give Nabokov another try. I couldn’t read Lolita either, but I enjoyed Pnim and Speak Memory. They are both very approachable and Pnim has a lot of humor about American academic life.
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Thank you. Yes, I think I will. I have heard so many good things about Speak Memory. I think I’ll have to read Lolita too, because I want to read it before I read Reading Lolita in Tehran. Speaking of academic life, have you read Richard Russo’s Straight Man? I’m curious if Nabokov’s take was anything like Russo’s.
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