4 edition of The diary of a writer found in the catalog.
|The Physical Object|
|Pagination||xvi, 97 p. :|
|Number of Pages||70|
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" The efforts to pin down ideas when writing: "It is all very well, saying one will write notes, but writing is a very difficult art. She pushed herself to the limit, squeezed out her mind and existed fully only when she was writing.
To what extent should she write for external approval? And then I discount those two sentences according to what I know of the book and of the reviewer. As for sexuality, there is again a brief but telling claim that friendships between women are more superior, private and comforting than between man and woman. One hesitates to define one's principles about the 'too much thinking' business, for on one side lies her suicide and on the other, her body of work.
With an Address to Mr. Something loose knit yet not slovenly, so elastic that it embrace anything, solemn, slight or beautiful that comes into mind. Here I am, picking up one of the most perfect books for spurring the self on to writing during the merry month of NaNoWriMo, only to finish in the midst the most recent surge of action in the great Gramazon debacle; a debacle wholly embittered by the concept of self-published authors.
And what is my own position towards the inner and the outer? ' There are a few things, among many other, that particularly make me stop and reflect to know her better. It's very quick, bright, exciting. Instead, Leonard Woolf selected excerpts that focused especially on Virginia Woolf's writing about writing, The diary of a writer as well as criticism.
My copy of A Writer's Diary—I tried to post a photo, but Goodreads just couldn't deal with whatever it was I had to offer—has a forest of little tags poking out from the side. The only comforting thing, then left, was to walk into a river. I guess as she was aging she became more and more restless with thoughts of 'body' and 'time,' Such a fecund mind, rippling with ideas and books in it, is tied to very real limitations.
she had troubles, yes, we all do get headaches and anxieties and we can relate to the suffering through various ailments. Have I the power of conveying the true reality? At this moment they are white in a leaden. leonard woolf presents a very distilled version of her mind.
Edited by her husband Leonard Woolf, this book is a compilation of entries specifically about writing pulled from her more extensive general diary.
Thinking what to write, it seems easy; but the thought evaporates, runs hither and thither.
She does admit to learning that she could do scenes but not plots.