Nick Turse
For my second installment of finds from the 48-cent “bargain bin” of NYC’s Strand Book Store, I offer this fantastic Orwell volume. 
When he’s at his best, it’s damn hard to find a better writer than the word-artist formerly known as Eric Arthur Blair.  Clear, concise, powerful sentences elegantly woven together — that’s Orwell.  As a writer, it’s always humbling to read him.  But this collection also has unpublished material, like private letters to friends.  And guess what?  The prose is downright pedestrian.  It almost makes you feel better, until you realize that Orwell must have agonized over word choice, sentence construction and edited himself like mad.  So if your sentences are clunkier and are filled with extraneous words and over-worn phrases, it means you must just be lazier than ol’ George was.  Sigh.    
Published by Penguin in 1970, this volume was — due to copyright restrictions — not available for sale in the U.S.  (It retailed for $2.15 in Canada and $1.70 in New Zealand.)  While you may not be able to find this particular volume much anymore, you can find plenty of Orwell selections at The Strand and elsewhere.
If you find yourself in the mood, check out The Strand’s Tumblr here or just click the pic above.  For more on Orwell, check out this page from the BBC.

For my second installment of finds from the 48-cent “bargain bin” of NYC’s Strand Book Store, I offer this fantastic Orwell volume. 

When he’s at his best, it’s damn hard to find a better writer than the word-artist formerly known as Eric Arthur Blair.  Clear, concise, powerful sentences elegantly woven together — that’s Orwell.  As a writer, it’s always humbling to read him.  But this collection also has unpublished material, like private letters to friends.  And guess what?  The prose is downright pedestrian.  It almost makes you feel better, until you realize that Orwell must have agonized over word choice, sentence construction and edited himself like mad.  So if your sentences are clunkier and are filled with extraneous words and over-worn phrases, it means you must just be lazier than ol’ George was.  Sigh.    

Published by Penguin in 1970, this volume was — due to copyright restrictions — not available for sale in the U.S.  (It retailed for $2.15 in Canada and $1.70 in New Zealand.)  While you may not be able to find this particular volume much anymore, you can find plenty of Orwell selections at The Strand and elsewhere.

If you find yourself in the mood, check out The Strand’s Tumblr here or just click the pic above.  For more on Orwell, check out this page from the BBC.

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