Author: Ian Little
Pages: 61 (Kindle edition)
Publisher: Ian Little
Release Date: August 13, 2012
Daniel - a delivery driver for a firm in the London Borough of Dedbridge, has a secret. That secret is his crush on Debbie, a route planner who works at the same company. Debbie is unique, she thinks Daniel's hairdo can be saved. Daniel is a ditherer, he needs help. But today, even he has reached critical mass, today he has decided it is about time he cast aside his shyness and let Debbie know how utterly wonderful he thinks she is. He even has a shower before going into work.
Toe curling, mostly funny, a modern rom-com in a Hogarthian style.
Contains adult language, and chocolate. This is love, after all.
What unfolds within Texting Orwell's 60 pages is one man's journey to send a text to the woman he's been crushing on for months. It's an awkward ride as he delivers packages around town (meeting some interesting characters along the way), and constantly writes and rewrites messages until he can form the perfect text. Followed by the stress of replying to her reply, and some random side thoughts about chocolate and bowel movements. Yeah, awkward is probably the best work to describe the story.
The writing style reminds me of those old cartoons where the characters are mostly silent, but there's a narrator telling you each and everything that's happening on the screen. For a full-length novel, that would be extremely annoying, but I think it kind of worked for this novella. However, if you have a strong dislike for "telling" versus showing, this won't be the story for you. It's also very British. Not that that's a bad thing, but there were quite a few times where I had to re-read in order to understand what was meant. What could have been an extremely humorous and cute tale, ultimately fell flat for me.
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