My Education

Susan Choi

Published by Short Books in Paperback / Epub (£7.99) on 18-07-2013

Regina Gottlieb is an impressionable graduate student navigating her elite college in the fervid September heat. She is warned of the disarmingly handsome Professor Nicholas Brodeur, a lecturer with an illicit reputation, but finds herself captivated by him.  As she finally gains entry to his academic milieu she becomes entranced by the person closest to him, embarking on an affair which threatens to betray Nicholas and destroy life as they both know it.

My Education is a dark page turner charged with the pressure of campus life, giving a wry nod to the stereotypes of the campus novel.  Choi masterfully evokes sexual obsession in literary style; weaving together a host of vivid characters in a complex coming of age story with a climactic twist. 


    Jennifer Egan

  • A cogent, passionate, and surprising story … populated with remarkable but utterly believable characters. Amazing 

    Michael Cunningham

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