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Woolf In Winter (updated)
(Taking a break from narcissismy vacation-related posts…) Back in August I posted about my first experience with Mrs. Dalloway by Virginia Woolf, and it sparked off a burst of creative thought among my...
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Paging Mrs. Dalloway
It begins tomorrow. The excitement has been building for several months already, and the list of interested participants is long. All around the world people are digging out their tattered copies, or...
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Woolf in Winter: Mrs. Dalloway
Today marks the beginning of our first conversation about Virginia Woolf and the words that she sometimes felt she ought to ‘sink to the bottom of the sea, probably, and live alone with‘. To all who...
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Woolf in Winter: Mrs. Dalloway Update
What an amazing first stop on our tour through Woolf’s world. The response has been fantastic. My own impressions of the book have been greatly impacted by the insights of so many others. I am still...
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Woolf in Winter: To the Lighthouse
by Virginia Woolf ‘What was it then? What did it mean? Could things thrust their hands up and grip one; could the blade cut; the fist grasp? Was there no safety? No learning by heart the ways of the...
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Orlando
by Virginia Woolf ‘Two things alone remained to him in which he now put any trust: dogs and nature; an elk-hound and a rose bush. The world, in all its variety, life in all its complexity, had shrunk...
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Three Awesome Things
It was quite warm yesterday, and the sun was beaming down on Mount Desert Island. I was inspired to go and read The Waves by Virginia Woolf within sight of some real waves, so I took myself down to...
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The Waves
by Virginia Woolf I started to write something about this book this morning, but couldn’t get going. All day I have tried to think about what I wanted to say about it, but I don’t feel like I have...
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Cheerful Weather for the Wedding
by Julia Strachey ‘A kind of brassy yellow sunlight flooded all the garden. The arms of the bushes were swinging violently about in a really savage wind. The streaked ribbons from a bush of...
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Odds & Ends: de Lint, Woolf, and Byatt
A bit of my reading in the last few weeks has fallen through the cracks. I’m doing a little housekeeping today, and along with the dust bunnies dragged from beneath the fridge and Dorito fragments...
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