I finally completed Orwell’s 1984, which, considering I have started/stopped reading this novel multiple times over the past 5 years, gives me a great sense of accomplishment. I think having had taken Dr. F’s class on British Socialism during the Fin de Siecle gave me a greater appreciation for the theme of the novel. Of course, I still encountered portions of the text that were terribly droll. However, I persevered through them and am moving onto Naked Lunch> as my next summer novel.
Tags: 1984, orwell, summer reading
June 2, 2008 at 8:49 pm
Your posts are very interesting, dear. I’ve been following them since I picked the addy up off Jeremiah’s blog. Makes me feel like I have some insight into your life and I so enjoy that since you are so many miles away (but always close in heart). Love you much.
June 3, 2008 at 2:03 pm
I guess I just don’t know what I am doing. Thought all I had to do was type in this block and submit it. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr
June 3, 2008 at 6:43 pm
Orwell is a great writer, but I do find a doldrum or two in many of his books. Focusing on forbidden personal relationships was unnecessary and took away from the book. It’s not like the “forbidden love in dystopia” theme was a novel concept when he was writing the book.