Since I last wrote, I have been slogging through The Last Romanov by Dora Levy
Mossanen. Somehow “slogging” seems like
the perfect term for laboring through a book while it is 15 million degrees
outside.
This book looked so promising when I paid full price for it
at Barnes & Noble. A historical
novel about the search for the last surviving member of the Russian royal
family, I couldn’t wait to jump in. But
the book managed to nail an awful combination of boring and hard to
follow. Even when something cool
happened, it was told in such a disjointed way that I was left with a “Say
Wha??” feeling. Not good, Dora.
Just to be clear, I do not recommend this book and want to
ask my friends at B&N why it is placed on a prominent table. I would have much rather read The Foot Book by Dr. Seuss, which I
recently bought for a friend’s baby shower.
So if given the choice between those two, I recommend going with the
Doctor on this one.
