I'd call it: 1984

My 1959 copy of 1984

So this is my copy of 1984.  A friend at work was throwing it away and I said, "Hey, I'll read that," and here we are.

It took me a while to get into this story.  The writing is a bit old-fashioned, which I guess I should have expected from a book written in 1950.  And there are a lot of post-WWII prejudices in the text, though I doubt Mr. Orwell knew he was so openly embracing them. 

But as it turns out the condition of the book--even its 1950s cover--enhances my reading experience.  Winston, the MC, lives in a run-down world.  The beat-up condition of my copy make Winston and his dystopian future a bit more real.  I like that, even though it's weird.

Another thing I like is that Winston, like my MC Aspen in Painted Boots, is drawn to all things vintage.  It's his way of yearning for a past he can't have.  As I read 1984, I find that odd similarity kind of cool.