When it was first suggested that I start a blog, my first thoughts were hey, I could use it to sort of keep track and criticize the books I read, along with other things. So that's what I'm going to do - starting now.
I just finished Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoevsky the other day, and I have to say, whoever decided that I'm a fast reader is dead wrong, because I started this book months ago. (In my defense, I also read about five books in between starting Crime and Punishment and finishing it, so there.) Honestly though, I'm glad I didn't rush through it. The characters, themes, dialogue, and philosophical ideas are a lot to take in. I loved the way Dostoevsky really allowed the reader to get inside the mind of Rodion Raskolnikov Romanovitch and wrestle with his justification of his actions. Even though the story could be considered a thriller, this isn't a typical whodunnit. The who, what, where, and how are explained from the beginning - but it takes the rest of the novel to figure out the why. The way he compares his killing of the old pawnbroker to Napoleon's conquests and imposing his own will on "the natural order" is definitely thought provoking and unnerving.
I think one of my favorite things about this book is that even though it was published in 1866 Russia, the entire concept is so modern and relevant. I think this book definitely deserves a re-read whenever I get the chance.
Before I wrap this up, I think a little explanation behind the title of this blog is necessary. It's from one of my favorite Jason Mraz songs, On Love In Sadness. The whole lyric goes: "I listened in through hallways and thin doors/Where the rivers unwind and the rust and the rain endure."
I feel like there should be a signifcant and moving story behind why I chose that song for inspiration for titling my blog, but there's not. I just really love the lyrics and the meaning behind them. They're about not letting life make you jaded, always appreciating the love you have in your life. And before you call me a hippie, I definitely think this can apply to God's love as well. Actually, you can go ahead and call me a hippie anyway.
- Lizzy
