I'm enjoying this book so much. Anna is a really good writer. She portrays her husband in quite sympathetic terms, and obviously loved him dearly. For a memoir, the book has a really good plot. They meet, fall in love, have successes (finish the book on time, manage to get married), setbacks (relatives who act badly, compulsive gambling), joys (little Sonya born), sorrows (Sonya's death), illness (epilepsy), and health (condition improving). I'm quite caught up in the story, even though I more or less know what happens. I like Anna a great deal and think she's more than a little responsible for the fact that Fyodor Mikailovich's genius is known to the world. I was pleasantly surprised that the book is so readable and well-written. I usually prefer to read books rather than books about books, and I'm much more interested in artists' work than their lives, usually. This one is exceptional, though. Highly recommended for fans of Dostoyevsky.