Two proof copies of The Years, Virginia Woolf, 1937.
“I wonder if anyone has ever suffered so much from a book as I have from The Years. Once out I will never look at it again. It’s like a long childbirth. Think of that summer, every morning a headache, and forcing myself into that room in my nightgown; and lying down after a page: and always with the certainty of failure. Now that certainty is mercifully removed to some extent. But now I feel I don’t care what anyone says so long as I’m rid of it. And for some reason I feel I’m respected and liked. But this is only the haze dance of illusion, always changing. Never write a long book again. Yet I feel I shall write more fiction—scenes will form.”
— Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry dated 10 November 1936.
The first duty of the novelist is to entertain. It is a moral duty. People who read your books are sick, sad, traveling, in the hospital waiting room while someone is dying. Books are written by the alone for the alone.
Hi i was wondering if you had any recommendations for books for a book club that AREN'T super sad and depressing - I can't take the heartache anymore ! haha thanks so much!! :) (from swagtasticelastic)
I have noticed when I saw your question that all the books about book clubs and booklovers I have read and I know are sad and gloomy. So I am not sure what I can recommend you. Any help folks?
(by Duygu Öksünlü)
Thinking is my fighting.
The literature: Stephen King’s DOCTOR SLEEP
The libation: Danny Torrance stopped drinking, but you may need something to help you drift off after reading this. Brew a mug of chamomile tea, let steep for 3 minutes, add 1 tbsp honey and 3 oz. absinthe, stir, and sip.
Poster © MCAD
You are like night, calmed, constellated.Your silence is star-like, as distant, as true.
"Reading is probably another way of being in a place."
- José Saramago
The literature: Orhan Pamuk’s ISTANBUL: MEMORIES AND THE CITY
The libation: Your humble sommelier took a little break this week to sit by the Bosphorus and drink çay and visit The Museum of Innocence, and she brought Orhan Pamuk to keep her company. If you can’t make the trip right now, you can recreate the experience by curling up with ISTANBUL and a cup of authentic Turkish tea.
You’ll need a çaydanlık (a Turkish double teapot) and a set of thin-waisted Turkish tea glasses. Fill the bottom kettle of the çaydanlık with two liters of water and bring to a boil. While you’re waiting, put 1/3 cup rinsed black tea leaves in the upper kettle and place it on top of the bottom kettle. Once the water is boiling, pour half of it into the upper kettle. Reduce the heat to medium and let the tea steep over the steam from the bottom kettle.
Fill a glass to the waist with tea and then top off with the hot water from the bottom kettle to dilute. Serve on a delicate, exquisitely painted saucer with sugar cubes on the side. Sip, and be transported.
Photo © alainawaagner
Only the gentle are ever really strong.