000			01947nam a2200265 a 4500
001			061481
005			20231009193120.0
008			170704s20172017nyu 000 1 eng d
020			_a9781594205613
050	0	0	_aPS3602.A9237 _bI35 2017
082	1		_aFIC BAT _2
100	1		_aBatuman, Elif _d(1977 -)
245	1	4	_aThe idiot _c/ Elif Batuman.
260			_aNew York _b: Penguin Press _c, 2017
300			_a423 p. _c; 25 cm
520			_aA portrait of the artist as a young woman. A novel about not just discovering but inventing oneself. The year is 1995, and email is new. Selin, the daughter of Turkish immigrants, arrives for her freshman year at Harvard. She signs up for classes in subjects she has never heard of, befriends her charismatic and worldly Serbian classmate, Svetlana, and, almost by accident, begins corresponding with Ivan, an older mathematics student from Hungary. Selin may have barely spoken to Ivan, but with each email they exchange, the act of writing seems to take on new and increasingly mysterious meanings. At the end of the school year, Ivan goes to Budapest for the summer, and Selin heads to the Hungarian countryside, to teach English in a program run by one of Ivan's friends. On the way, she spends two weeks visiting Paris with Svetlana. Selin's summer in Europe does not resonate with anything she has previously heard about the typical experiences of American college students, or indeed of any other kinds of people. For Selin, this is a journey further inside herself: a coming to grips with the ineffable and exhilarating confusion of first love, and with the growing consciousness that she is doomed to become a writer.
546			_aEnglish.
650		4	_aWomen college students _v--Fiction
650		4	_aIdentity (Psychology) _v--Fiction
650		4	_aTurkish Americans _v--Fiction
655		4	_aPsychological fiction
655		4	_aBildungsromans
942			_cMO
999			_c260724 _d260724