{"id":12120,"date":"2022-01-06T12:25:00","date_gmt":"2022-01-06T11:25:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/stolb01web.ddns.net\/wordpress\/?p=12120"},"modified":"2022-05-04T09:05:41","modified_gmt":"2022-05-04T07:05:41","slug":"housekeeping-at-the-dalloways","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stolb01web.ddns.net\/wordpress\/?p=12120","title":{"rendered":"Housekeeping at the Dalloways"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

With the end of year two of the pandemic, I note with pleasure – whereby, in these complicated days, that a relative state of being – where it was that one of our literary flights of fancy led. And, that was back to the London of a century ago, and all that could happen on just one day traversing the topography between Westminster and Bond Street – on the ground, in the heart and in the head.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Penguin ed. 2021<\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n\n

A particular literary journey inspired, at least to some extent it seems, by the publication of two new editions of Virginia Woolf’s Mrs. Dalloway<\/em> – one from Penguin Random House<\/a> (with a forward by Jenny Offill and introduction and notes by Elaine Showalter) and an annotated edition<\/a> from Merve Emre<\/a> published by Liveright (w.w. norton). Or was it the other way round, and these publications came with an awareness of renewed interest and the potential of a new readership amongst younger generations?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Whichever, as a matter of ‘housekeeping’, and before they go astray amongst my chaotic collection of bookmarks and the like, following are links to just three of the articles that I have collected during the year. (Some other good pieces, unfortunately, require subscriptions.)<\/p>\n\n\n\n