Voisiku, Thursday, the twenty-sixth of May, 1827
First, let me record the occasion hat impels me to begin this journal. To begin, I say, because I have no way of knowing if I'll go on with it. It seems rather doubtful that I will: neither the times, nor the country, nor even our family seem right for such an undertaking.
This is the passage that starts out Jaan Kross' novel "The Czar's Madman." Kross is a pretty widely read Estonian author. I'm really enjoying Kross' novel which combines Russian history with Estonian history and place names. I get the feeling, though, that it can only be fully enjoyed if one has a background in Russian history.
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