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November 29, 2006



A love letter encased in a suicide note. Now I want to know if Leonard did find a semblance of happiness and productivity after.


that's pretty moving s--t, torn..


A biography of Leonard Woolf by Victoria Glendinning was published in the UK last year and an American edition has just come out (see: http://www.newyorker.com/critics/books/articles/061113crbo_books1).

The most famous quotation from his own autobigraphy (which is included in the Lee book on Virginia) is this brutally frank judgment on his life: “Looking back at the age of eighty-eight over the fifty-seven years of my political work in England, knowing what I aimed at and the results, meditating on the history of Britain and the world since 1914, I see clearly that I achieved practically nothing,”

Leonard Woolf seemed to destined to always play scond fiddle to his famous wife and brilliant friends (Lytton Strachey, Maynard Keynes, etc) so, as the New Yorker article referenced above says:

"There is thus a mystery and a peculiar satisfaction surrounding the fact that Woolf, at nearly eighty, began to publish an autobiography that was immediately hailed by reviewers, won an important literary prize, and, in the almost half century since the first volume appeared, has seldom been out of print."


Wow. As in I just finished watching for the nth time The Hours. Then I open your blog.

On 4 December 1930 Woolf wrote in her journal: "One word of slight snub in the [Times] Lit. Sp. today makes me determine, first, to alter the whole of The Waves; second, to put my bac up against the public - one word of slight snub."

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