Even when I studied it later, and read articles about it, they seemed to suggest that it was a book about time, or art, or the first world war. Woolf's way of writing about people and their feelings was so overwhelming, and her prose so highly wrought, that the novel's setting somehow escaped me. Perhaps this didn't really register the first time around, or not consciously anyway. īut I hadn't realised until I reread it how much To the Lighthouse is a book about summer holidays. For a teenager whose most involved holiday reading experiences had mainly been with Victorian doorstoppers, with their fabulously elaborate plots and detailed chronologies, the sudden death of the central character, Mrs Ramsay, in parentheses in the novel's highly stylised middle section, was deeply strange.
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