Vladimir by Julia May Jonas came highly recommended. Amazon: “‘When I was a child, I loved old men, and I could tell that they also loved me.’ And so we are introduced to our narrator who’s “a work of art in herself” (The Washington Post): a popular English professor whose charismatic husband at the same small liberal arts college is under investigation for his inappropriate relationships with his former students. The couple have long had a mutual understanding when it comes to their extra-marital pursuits, but with these new allegations, life has become far less comfortable for them both. And when our narrator becomes increasingly infatuated with Vladimir—a celebrated, married young novelist who’s just arrived on campus—their tinder box world comes dangerously close to exploding. Vladimir takes us into charged territory, where the boundaries of morality bump up against the impulses of the human heart. This edgy, uncommonly assured debut perfectly captures the personal and political minefield of our current moment, exposing the nuances and the grey area between power and desire.” I struggled a bit to get through this one, so it was a good thing it was on the shorter side. It certainly picked up at the end, but overall, it wasn’t a favorite. Also, the cover art for this version absolutely does not capture that the protagonist is in her sixties and that he was tied to a castle-throne type chair at a cabin having nothing to do with a writing table. Disappointing when the illustrator hasn’t read the book they are making cover art for…