“It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen.” — George Orwell, 1984.
What an opening sentence, you know right away that you are in for an unusual ride. As I work on the final edits for my novel, I have been taking long walks among the gorgeousness of fall and taking deep dives into old favorites. Right now, that favorite is 1984.
When I had last read 1984, I was in college. Internet was not as it is now. Now that I had the luxury of Google, I decided to do some reading about 1984. And came across this interesting article, and loved reading it. It is a letter Aldous Huxley sent to his former pupil – take a look here.