But I am having the hardest time getting through it. I am on page 72 and I feel like Orwell is still world building. And maybe that’s the point of 1984—building a world and society that’s a chilling forecast of what could happen if we let government get out of control. But I’m craving more plot than a man writing in his journal.
I’m using the receipt from when I bought the book as my bookmark, so I know I purchased it May 4, 2011. Eight months and I’m only 72 pages in. Pathetic. (It’s a good think I read like five books at a time.) The thing is I want to finish it. I keep a pencil by my bed and I underline things that really stand out or make me think. I’ve talked to my husband about points Orwell’s made that are really interesting or profound. But I’m rarely in the mood for a book of exposition about a fictitious community.
I love the classics, but I am not clicking with this one.
And yet, I want to finish it. I only paid $4 for it (thank you, my local used bookstore)so it’s not the money. Maybe it’s the curiosity. Dystopian books are really big right now and I’m seeing a lot of parallels between 1984 and a lot of these books I’ve read. Maybe, despite my frustration with Orwell’s main character, I’m more drawn in than I thought.
I started this post so that you could convince me to finish it, but I think I’ve convinced myself to keep chipping away at it.
I’ll let you know in about five years (when I finally finish it) what I thought about the book.