Despite having spent a significant portion of my life as a Londoner, I have never been a fan of Dickens. As a youth, I recall finding the language repetitive (an expected outcome when one is paid by the word) and turgid. So, it is with no small degree of surprise that, as I listen to friends and colleagues discussing our industry these days, I hear his paradoxical prose echoing in my head: "It’s the best of times, it’s the worst of times. It’s the age of wisdom, it’s the age of foolishness. It’s the season of light, it’s the season of darkness.
More of/Less of: Insights for the Six-Second World