I love to read. I've always loved to read. I didn't have much time to read for pleasure during college but since I've graduated, I've tried to make up for it by being a voracious consumer of books. On my last excursion to the library, I happened to walk through the "O" section and saw George Orwell's 1984. I decided I'd take it home and see what it was all about. I started it last week and finished it today. It took me some time to read as I was in the middle of two other books that I was trying to finish as well. Let me just say that it is not on my list of the greatest books I've ever read. Though it started out pretty good, by the middle I was ready to throw it against the wall. I guess I am not a fan of George Orwell. I should have taken the fact that I never finished Down and Out in Paris and London by him as a clue not to pick up another book of his. Oh well, I've finished it, and now I can say that I've read it and can also use words like "Orwelian" as Michelle pointed out last night. I did learn two things from the book however: 1. Communism and anything that resembles it is terribly evil and 2. George Orwell liked to use big words that I'm pretty sure no one has used since 1950.
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