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In a Diary entry dated Friday, Jan. 2, 1931, Virginia Woolf wrote the following New Year’s resolutions, prefacing them with this remark:

Here are my resolutions for the next 3 months; the next lap of the year.

First, to have none. Not to be tied.

Second, to be free & kindly with myself, not goading it to parties: to sit rather privately reading in the studio.

To make a good job of The Waves.

To care nothing for making money.

As for Nelly, to stop irritation by the assurance that nothing is worth irritation: if it comes back, she must go . . .

Then — well the chief resolution is the most import — not to make resolutions. Sometimes to read, sometimes not to read. To go out yes – but stay at home in spite of being asked. As for clothes, I think to buy good ones.”

Diary 4, pg. 3

All of them seem particularly appropriate for me, except one: I don’t have a Nelly to let go if I find her irritating.

If you want more, read this post that includes Woolf’s resolutions for 1933, and this one includes those for 1936.

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Last time here, we wrote about a Virginia Woolf cocktail. This time, we write about her encounter with an inebriated T.S. Eliot at tea, as she documented in her diary on this date, Dec. 19, 100 years ago today.

How elliptical this book becomes! I dont respect events any more; I’d like to record poor Tom’s getting drunk, all the same. We went to a flat in an arcade, & asked for Captain Eliot. I noticed that his eyes were blurred. He cut the cake meticulously. He helped us to coffee–or was it tea? Then to liqueurs. He repeated, L. noticed, “Mrs Ricardo”, as L. told his story; he got things a little wrong . . . Tom then quietly left the room. L. heard sounds of sickness. After a long time, he came back, sank into the corner, & I saw him, ghastly pale, with his eyes shut, apparently in a stupor. When we left he was only just able to stand on his legs . . . Next day, I spent 10 minutes at the telephone receiving apologies–how distressing, what could we all think? Could we forgive him– the first time–would we ever come again? . . . One of those comedies which life sometimes does to perfection. – Diary 2, 278.

 

 

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One hundred years ago today, on Dec 3, 1923, Virginia Woolf began a long diary entry about her brother Adrian’s separation from his wife Karin with a rumination on writing vs. reading:

Back from Rodmell; unable to settle in; therefore I write diary. How often I have said this! An odd psychological fact–that I can write when I’m too jangled to read. Morever, I want to leave as few pages blank as possibe; & the end of the year is only some three weeks off. – Diary 2, p. 276.

 

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In August of 1923 Virginia Woolf was in the middle of writing the novel that would eventually be published in 1925 under the title Mrs. Dalloway. After writing in her diary that she was “battling for ever so long” with the novel — tentatively titled The Hours — on the following day, she spelled out the stream of consciousness technique she planned to use in her groundbreaking work.

In this oft-quoted passage written on Aug. 30, 1923, she describes the process as digging out “beautiful caves” behind her characters. This is what she wrote:

You see, I’m thinking furiously about Reading & Writing. I have no time to describe my plans. I should say a good deal about The Hours, & my discovery; how I dig out beautiful caves behind my characters; I think that gives exactly what I want; humanity, humour, depth. The idea is that the caves shall connect, & each comes to daylight at the present moment — Dinner! –Diary 2, 263.

Later in the year, on Oct. 15, she describes the process a bit differently:

It took me a year’s groping to discover what I call my tunnelling process, by which I tell the past by installments, as I have need of it. – A Writer’s Diary, 60.

 

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It’s Easter. And I read Virginia Woolf. So this morning a question occurred to me, “What did Virginia Woolf think about Easter?” I turned to Jane de Gay to find out.

Revd Professor Jane de Gay is professor of English literature at Leeds Trinity University and an Anglican priest serving a predominantly Caribbean congregation at St. Martin’s Potternewton, Leeds.

The Woolf scholar and author of the book, Virginia Woolf and Christian Culture (Edinburgh UP, June 2018), wrote a series of posts about Woolf and Holy Week in 2019, the year after her book came out.

Her final one, titled “Easter Sunday,” included this quote from Woolf on Easter Sunday in 1937:

Again I take my tiny little flutter, with the accursed Xtian bells ringing – however, dulled as they are with 500 years or more at Rodmell I cant seriously dislike them. (Diary 5, 72)

You can read Jane’s entire post on the Edinburgh University Press blog.

The spire of St. Peter’s Church, located behind the garden at the Woolfs’ Monk’s House in Rodmell, peaks above the greenery.

 

 

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