The New York Review of Books just published a wonderful review of two new (or rather, complete) collections of George Orwell’s diaries and correspondence. I adore Orwell, but I guess you could say I “discovered” him somewhat late. While I’ve read his major novels and essays, and know the bare-bones details about his life, the more I read about and by the man—whose pen name was apparently chosen at random to spare his parents the embarrassment of the revelations in the roman à clef Down and Out in Paris and London—the more I admire and relate to him. In a world capable of perpetuating the crimes he wrote of, Orwell stands out as almost thoroughly noble; his ethical probity, insight and artfulness seem unparalleled to this day. They really don’t make ’em like that anymore.
- Updates to resume (semi) soon. Winter-break reads: Gone Girl; The Sense of an Ending; This is How You Lose Her; and a couple Alain de Botton 4 years ago
- Updates will recommence soon. Currently reading Hanna Rosin's forthcoming The End of Men: And the Rise of Women. goo.gl/mzjjM 4 years ago
- Reading a fascinating, terrifying memoir of a young woman's bout w autoimmune encephalitis, AKA the "Exorcist" disease: goo.gl/cuaGF 4 years ago
- Just bought "Barack Obama: The Story," David Maraniss's new bio that got all that fanfare in "Vanity Fair": goo.gl/4nzQ3 #hyped 4 years ago
- "In the Shadow of the Banyan," Vaddey Ratner's first, forthcoming novel about surviving the Khmer Rouge: goo.gl/pte1n #fridayreads 4 years ago