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Here are several Woolf sightings worth a read. And the second one is generating some heat on theVWoolf Listserv.

1. Maggie Gee explains how she came to write Virginia Woolf in Manhattan in The Guardian, Sept. 19, Virginia Woolf in Manhattan2014.

2. “Virginia Woolf, Edith Wharton, and a Case of Anxiety of Influence” in the New Yorker, Sept. 19, 2014.

This essay is generating lively discussion on the VWoolf Listserv, with writers questioning author John Colapinto’s assertion that Woolf’s lighthouse imagery in To the Lighthouse was borrowed from Wharton.  As Linda Camarasana put it, “Makes me want to tell him to read ‘Reminiscences’ and ‘A Sketch of the Past.’ Surely he should at least acknowledge Woolf’s youth, trips to St. Ives, the haunting sounds of the waves, Julia’s death, and Stella’s death as the most obvious influences on To the Lighthouse.”

Another dispute is prompted by this line of Colapinto’s: “Though I can find no record of Woolf having read The Age of Innocence, it seems unlikely that she would have failed to read Wharton’s most famous and celebrated book, if for no other reason than she would have been curious about the first novel by a woman to win the Pulitzer.”

According to Stuart N. Clarke, Woolf acknowledged  receipt of a copy of The Age of Innocence in an uncollected letter to publishers Messrs Appleton & Co. on 18 Nov 1920. The letter was published in the January 2011 edition of the Virginia Woolf Bulletin. In that issue’s accompanying note, Stephen Barkway discusses Woolf’s published comments on Wharton  and Wharton’s irritation.

3. Review of Arctic Summer by Damon Galgut, a fictional biography of E.M. Forster in the Washington Post, Sept. 18, 2014, that includes “lightly fictionalized” accounts of meetings with Virginia and Leonard Woolf.

4. London photos: Virginia Woolf’s Mrs Dalloway book bench on the Flickfilosopher blog, Sept. 18, 2014. For more, see Close-up views of the Mrs. Dalloway bench and This summer, take a seat on the Mrs. Dalloway bench

5. Professor’s new book explores theories of place in the Bowdoin Orient, Sept. 12, 2014. The People, Place, and Space Reader, a new anthology dedicated to scholars writing about the ways in which people inhabit the space around them, includes an excerpt from A Room of One’s Own.

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Woolfians, in a lengthy VWoolf Listserv discussion, have deduced (I use the term loosely) that June 21 just might be — or at least the Woolfers have deemed it so — “Clarissa Day,” that day in June on which Mrs. Dalloway takes place, the Woolf counterpart to Joyce’s Bloomsday on June 16. I’m not going to recap the evidence, but rather I’ll do what I usually do, which is to talk about a book I’ve just read.

I think I first saw An Unexpected Guest by Anne Korkeakivi mentioned here, in one of Paula’s weekly lists of Woolf sightings in the media. As a circadian novel (one taking place in a single day), it was compared to Mrs. Dalloway — as all such novels are — in its own book jacket and in reviews, including one by Margot Livesey. Of course I had to read it.

The narrator is Clare (!) Moorhouse, an American living in Paris, married to an English diplomat, Edward. Her life is full of social responsibilities, and tonight she’s having an important, politically-charged dinner party. She goes through the day preparing for the party, with flashbacks to her past and the love of her youth, the Irish firebrand Niall. Niall was the dangerous one; Edward is the safe and reliable one. Sound familiar? What about the flowers, you ask?

Of course, she could have called in an order to the florist, but as with the asparagus, choosing them herself was better.

The drama and intrigue in Clare’s life would have set Clarissa’s heart racing; there’s far more than country-house dallying in her past, and it becomes its own a highly-charged story. But you can see the pattern, the hints, the loose outline conforming to type. It doesn’t matter whether you see a Woolf behind every tree or not–Korkeakivi’s first novel is a valiant effort and a good read. Put it on your list for summer!

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Ohio State University, where the VWoolf Listserv is housed, has changed the listserv address, due to a technology upgrade. Please note the new address: Vwoolf@lists.osu.edu. This news comes from Anne Fernald, list owner.

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Angelica Garnett, daughter of Vanessa Bell and Duncan Grant and niece of Virginia Woolf, died May 4 at the age of 93. Since then, a number of obituaries and tributes to her have been published — in mainstream publications and on personal blogs.

At least one of these obituaries, the one published in the New York Times, stirred up a heated discussion on the VWoolf Listserv. The online conversation about the piece went back and forth like a ping pong ball, with the major objection being the obit’s focus on the sex lives of Bloomsbury Group members.

Midway through the listserv discussion, one participant suggested that someone publish the cyberspace debate. So here it is:

I find myself hoping, as I read this spate of obituaries, that my own obituary might focus on my conception, the details of my “deflowering,” and the sexual relations of my parents and their friends–all with the intent of insinuating thinly veiled heteronormative judgements.  Obituary as excuse for further Bloomsbury bashing.

–  Brenda Helt

“Apparently Lytton Strachey’s ghost continued to join in the conversations at Charleston since there is no mention in the NYT of the fact that his death occurred in 1932.  Woolf, however, seems to have vanished completely after ‘her suicide in 1941’:

‘Her real school was Charleston, which glowed with art by Vanessa and Grant and swirled with heady conversation among a group that included the biographer Lytton Strachey and the economist John Maynard Keynes, both frequent visitors, and, until her suicide in 1941, Virginia Woolf.’

“Keynes died a mere 5 years after Woolf in 1946.  What was the point of mentioning Woolf’s death at all in this sentence, especially when there is no reference to Strachey’s passing 9 years prior to Woolf’s, except to sneak
in that word ‘suicide’?”

– Mark Scott

As soon as you see the term “Bloomsbury set” (rather than Group), you can anticipate this kind of thing.

– Mark Hussey

“I think it’s easy to be critical and cranky when ‘experts’ (& I am putting all of us who are on this list in that basket) weigh in on popular assessments of Bloomsbury, but I for one simply enjoyed reading the NYT article on Garnett despite phrases such as “self-congratulatory milieu.”  To me what’s notable is that Bloomsbury is still on the pop culture radar–a good thing for those of us interested in the group!”

– Jane Marie Garrity

Well, pace Jane, but I really disagree that any attention is a “good thing.”  This obit just demonstrates (yet again) how insignificant and lacking in effect scholarship is; that the media caricature of Bloomsbury (see Brenda Silver’s VW Icon, for example) persists has a political dimension—it easy to dismiss their radicalism if they are consistently presented as a some kind of 1970s California commune!

– Mark Hussey

“Why doesn’t “the list” should offer an edited/enhanced version of this whole thread to a public blog or publication….it’s too interesting to be privately confined. Chron of Higher Ed? Harper’s? NY Review?”

– Carol Desanti

Not that there is anything wrong with 1970s California communes.

– Linda Camarasana

“Shades of Mildred Edie Brady…”

– James

Without taking up the lambasting of California communes by New Yorkers (albeit ones of English origin–ahem! ☺), I just want to point out that this particular obituary partakes of the 50s gossip column, using Angelica’s death as an excuse to further a normative and heteronormative agenda which Vanessa, Duncan, and Clive all devoted their lives and careers to oppose, and raised their children to do likewise.  We learn very little of what Angelica herself did with her life and the “facts” about Angelica’s childhood and her marriage to David Garnett culled from Deceived with Kindness are often inaccurate.  It’s surprising to see the NYT publish such a thing.

– Brenda Helt

“I will just say that despite all critiques we can easily make against this article, I learned something I didn’t know: David Garnett wrote a novella, _Aspects of Love_, that was based upon his life with Angelica Garnett, and this book was later adapted into an Andrew Lloyd Webber musical on Broadway. Who knew? That, to me, is a fun (and as someone researching Bloomsbury roman a clef, extremely useful) fact. Just take what’s interesting and look elsewhere for complicated academic analyses–or simply read what Garnett had to say about her own life!”

– Jane Marie Garrity

I don’t think that pointing out that it’s disingenuous and even disrespectful to use someone’s obituary to excoriate their parents and parents’ friends constitutes a  “complicated academic analysis.”  Having read what Angelica Garnett said about her own life (late in life, after her parents were dead, she’d been through a divorce and seen a psychologist who gave her a paradigm and a rhetoric for understanding her unhappiness as the result of having had a non-normative upbringing), but also read Duncan and Vanessa’s letters about their concerns over Angelica and Bunny’s relationship, I have to conclude that what she said about her own life is not unbiased.  Memoirs are not, of course, where one can go for the pure undiluted truth.  That particular one also had the unfortunate effect of bolstering conservatives engaged in Bloomsbury-bashing.  Worse, though, the author of the article has misconstrued what Angelica wrote about her life (she did know David was her biological father’s lover long before she started a relationship with him, for example), so in taking what’s interesting, we might inadvertently be taking untruths and imbibing prejudice.  It would be “interesting,” for example, if Angelica’s biological parents set her up to marry her father’s former lover, but quite the opposite is true.  They were not tyrannical, forceful parents and Angelica was of age, but their letters divulge that they did everything they could to dissuade her—not because he’d been her father’s lover, but for the very reason Duncan and Bunny’s relationship didn’t last long:  they thought he was selfish, so were concerned for her future happiness.  (And guess what?!)  So I think the article is laughably outdated in its idea of what constitutes scandal and yet is pernicious in its continuation of the Bloomsbury-bashing trend.  Further, the academic analysis has not been overly complicated, just over-looked and disregarded.

– Brenda Helt

“And in that positive spirit, can someone please find and share with the rest of us a recording of AG’s reputedly beautiful voice and exquisite accent!  Surely some of the interviews she gave were taped.
“Also, I have just found out (if that’s the phrase), or at least got to hear, that the 17th Earl of Oxford was both a lover of Queen Elizabeth I who  begot a son by her, and himself her illegitimate son by a former lover. (Source: the blithely ahistorical film Anonymous, 2011).  Can the Bloomsbury Group (or even ‘Set’) match that, even as reported in some obituary?”
– Harish Trivedi

Has someone considered writing a letter of response to the nyt’s?  I do think it’s important to respond to these perhaps lazy inaccuracies, which perpetuate all sorts of untruths.  this way the academic research many of you devote your time and life to would be shared with an audience which may not have any idea what is discussed here.

– karen, common reader

“I think the same as you Karen. I know it´s impossible to respond to all Bloomsbury-bashing, but the obituary is disrespectful enough.”

– another common reader, Iara
yes, it is in the spirit of vw to respond to those we feel particularly passionate about.  certainly the nyt is so widely read that it would be effective and another opportunity to educate, or in any case, to feel the satisfaction of presenting another perspective.
–  karen

A comment was also left by a reader named Sophie:

“A DVD was made in 2010 interviewing Angelica about her life and work. Directed by Paul O’Dell and produced by Christopher Mason. Its an excellent tribute. It lasts 45 mins + another there is another interview of 15 mins. For any further enquiries please contact me on Mob 07740 941734” (or at masonuk@metronet.co.uk).

So far, no scuttlebutt regarding the following obituary or the tribute to Angelica published in Italian:

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Last week, a patron of the New York Public Library posed a question: What brand of typewriter did Virginia Woolf use?

This vintage Underwood portable from 1928 is priced at $575.

The query was sent on to the VWoolf Listserv, and answers rocketed through cyberspace.

The next day, this well-researched answer showed up on the ASK NYPL blog: “Virginia Woolf’s Typewriter.” In it, reference librarian Matthew Boylan references a quote from Woolf’s Oct. 28, 1928, letter to her nephew Julian Bell.

This spelling is the spelling of a Portable Underwood — not mine!

Thanks to Anne Fernald for sharing the NYPL link on Facebook, which is where I found it.

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Still winter here. Snow falling. Roads bad. People complaining that their usual 15-minute drive home took two hours.

So I am staying indoors and putting up my third blog post of the day.

This one is easy. All I have to do is link you to Fernham‘s post on “Pearls and Power,” which aptly summarizes the sometimes edgy discussion that took place on the VWoolf Listserv during the last few days.

See if you agree with list mistress Anne that the dispute was between the “‘No sex, please, we’re British’ camp versus the acolytes of the clitoris.”

To illustrate the topic, I decided to play it safe. I snapped a photo of my piled-up pearls — genuine, imitation, new and hand-me-down. You may think of them however you wish.

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I am enjoying a snow evening. Not a snow day, just a snow evening.

My university cancelled evening classes because of the snow, which means I don’t have to teach tonight. So instead of standing in front of a classroom, I am sitting at home on a sofa.

The unexpected free time feels especially fine. Outdoors I can hear my neighbor running his snow blower. In the kitchen, the tea kettle sounds ready to boil. The only jarring note is the TV, but it is the news hour, and my husband does have it tuned to PBS.

Meanwhile, with Jim Lehrer in the background, I pull together Woolf notes:

  • From Anne Fernald of Fernham, comes a tweet advising us to read “Always A Rambling Post on Common Readers, Classes and the Noise of Poetry,” which extols the virtues of Woolf, “a poet who wrote novels.”
  • S. Shulman shared a story about a Princeton exhibit in the Firestone Library’s Main Gallery called “The Author’s Portrait.” The exhibit runs through July 5 and includes a 1928 portrait of Woolf.
  • She also sent a link to a Londonist story, “Which is the Best London Novel?” Woolf’s Mrs. Dalloway is tied for the number three spot on the list. And Ian McEwan’s Saturday, inspired by Mrs. D, is number nine.
  • In an article in the London Times, Naomi Wolf cites Virginia Woolf in her article, Sleep is a Feminist Issue.
  • On The Walrus Blog, a post called “Ghost Stories” argues that the cult of authors may result in ” fancy editions of F. Scott Fitzgerald’s grocery lists, or leather-bound copies of Virginia Woolf’s to-do reminders.”
  • A note from the Literary Gift Co. illustrates our fetishization of authors. The company offers “Virginia Woolf Parcel Tape” to seal your special packages. It is emblazoned with a Woolf quotation, “Life is a luminous halo, a semi-transparent envelope which surrounds us from the beginning of conciousness to the end,” from her essay  “Modern Fiction.”
  • A VWoolf Listserv conversation about Woolf’s mental state generated tips for further reading. They include:
  • And if you need a chuckle after all this serious talk, take a look at the Punch cartoon whose link was sent by Stuart N. Clarke in response to the discussion on the VWoolf Listserv regarding Woolf and weather, a topic obviously dear to my heart.

Which leads me full circle to the topic with which I began: I am enjoying a snow evening. And it is pure white bliss.

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