I've got hold of MoFoWaggers' brilliant re-write of George Orwell's Nineteen Eighty-Four, and I present to you some of its opening paragraphs. More soon! (Maybe.)
It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen.
The hallway smelt of boiled cabbage and old rag mats.
Inside the flat a fruity voice was reading out a list of figures which had something to do with the production of pig iron.
Outside, even through the shut window-pane, the world looked cold.
Behind Winston's back the voice from the telescreen was still babbling away about pig-iron and the overfulfilment of the Ninth Three-Year Plan.
Winston kept his back turned to the telescreen.
The Ministry of Truth - Minitrue, in Newspeak - was startlingly different from any other object in sight.
The Ministry of Truth contained, it was said, three thousand rooms above ground level, and corresponding ramifications below.
The Ministry of Love was the really frightening one.
* More from MoFo Waggers' series of literary classics soon, including (maybe) works by James Joyce, Emile Zola, Samuel Beckett, and Dan Brown.
Posted By: Ottosson Foxtrot, Dec 7, 00:18:35
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