On a June morning in 1923, Clarissa Dalloway is preparing for a party and remembering her past. Elsewhere in London, Septimus Smith is suffering from shell-shock and on the brink of madness. Their days interweave and their lives converge as the party reaches its glittering climax. Here, Virginia Woolf perfected the interior monologue and the novel's lyricism and accessibility have made it one of her most popular works.
Mornings and afternoons becoming one and the same? Days turning to weeks? Try reading to get a grasp on a routine.
This radical portrayal of gender-fluidity and love letter to the female muse is the perfect accompaniment to Palme D’or nominee Portrait of a Lady on Fire, out this week.