I almost forgot to mention that I finished Diary, by Chuck Palahniuk. I have some mixed feelings about how it wrapped up, but overall, it was an engaging and quick read. For the most part, it follows a similar pattern shown in his other books I've read: one's personal freedom, or lack thereof. An unexpected motif that emerged was artistic inspiration and expression. Here's a quote that I particularly liked: "Your handwriting. The way you walk. Which china pattern you choose. It's all giving you away. Everything you do shows your hand. Everything is a self-portrait. Everything is a diary."
I'm starting the cult classic Nineteen Eighty-Four, by George Orwell (below). It's one of those books that "everyone" seems to have read, and to be honest, I'm sick of people balking mid-conversation when I say that no, I've never read it. Time to jump on the bandwagon.
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