<html><head></head><body style="word-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; -webkit-line-break: after-white-space; "><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'Times New Roman'" size="4">Ohhh, good one. Hermione Lee points to Woolf's process of somatization in Lee's intro to <i>On Being Ill.</i></font><div><i><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'Times New Roman'" size="4"><br></font></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'Times New Roman'" size="4">Far from being an ethereal, chill, disembodied writer, she is always transforming thoughts and feelings and ideas into bodily metaphors. She writes with acute - often extremely troubling - precision about how the body mediates and controls our life stories. Body parts are strewn all over her pages. Rage and embarrassment are felt in the thighs; a headache can turn into a whole autobiography; dressing up the body is an epic ordeal; and a clenched fist, feet in a pair of boots, the flash of a dress or the fingertip feel of a creature in a salt-water pool, can speak volumes.</font></span></i></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#333333" face="'Times New Roman'" size="4"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px;"><br></span></font><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'Times New Roman'" size="4"><a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2004/dec/18/classics.virginiawoolf">http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2004/dec/18/classics.virginiawoolf</a></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'Times New Roman'" size="4"><br></font><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'Times New Roman'" size="4">And the Pericles Lewis piece referred to in yesterday's colloquy refers to the sensuality (somatization?) with which Woolf responded to Proust:</font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'Times New Roman'" size="4"><br></font></div><div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 10px/normal Times; color: rgb(36, 30, 32); "><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'Times New Roman'" size="4"><i>Although she is only reading the first volume, she compares it to a “miracle” and asks:</i></font></div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 10px/normal Times; color: rgb(36, 30, 32); "><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'Times New Roman'" size="4"><i>How, at last, has someone solidified what has always escaped—and made it too into this beautiful and perfectly enduring substance? One has to put the book down and gasp. The pleasure becomes physical—like sun and wine and grapes and perfect serenity and intense vitality combined. Far otherwise is it with Ulysses; to which I bind myself like a martyr to a stake, and have thank God, now finished—My martyrdom is over.<span style="font: 6.5px Times">11</span></i></font></div></div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 10px/normal Times; color: rgb(36, 30, 32); "><span style="font: 6.5px Times"><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'Times New Roman'" size="4"><i>(Letter to Roger Fry, 10/3/22)</i></font></span></div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 10px/normal Times; color: rgb(36, 30, 32); "><span style="font: 6.5px Times"><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'Times New Roman'" size="4"><br></font></span></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'Times New Roman'" size="4"><a href="http://modernism.research.yale.edu/documents/LewisWoolfandProust.pdf">http://modernism.research.yale.edu/documents/LewisWoolfandProust.pdf</a> </font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'Times New Roman'" size="4"><br></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'Times New Roman'" size="4">Thank you.</font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'Times New Roman'" size="4">Jeannette Smyth</font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'Times New Roman'" size="4"><br></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'Times New Roman'" size="4"><br></font><div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'Times New Roman'" size="4">On Oct 11, 2012, at 7:22 AM, Jeremy Hawthorn wrote:</font></div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'Times New Roman'" size="4"><br class="Apple-interchange-newline"></font><blockquote type="cite"><div ocsi="0" fpstyle="1"><div style="direction: ltr; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'Times New Roman'" size="4">In Woolf the body as well as the mind remembers things. Cf this from<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><i>The Waves</i>:<br><br>In the beginning, there was the nursery, with windows opening on to a garden, and beyond that the sea. I saw something brighten – no doubt the brass handle of a cupboard. Then Mrs Constable raised the sponge above her head, squeezed it, and out shot, right, left, all down the spine, arrows of sensation. And so, as long as we draw breath, for the rest of time, if we knock against a chair, a table, or a woman, we are pierced with arrows of sensation – if we walk in a garden, if we drink this wine. Sometimes indeed, when I pass a cottage with a light in the window where a child has been born, I could implore them not to squeeze the sponge over that new body.<br><br>Jeremy Hawthorn<br><br><br></font></div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'Times New Roman'" size="4">_______________________________________________<br>Vwoolf mailing list<br><a href="mailto:Vwoolf@lists.service.ohio-state.edu">Vwoolf@lists.service.ohio-state.edu</a><br><a href="https://lists.service.ohio-state.edu/mailman/listinfo/vwoolf">https://lists.service.ohio-state.edu/mailman/listinfo/vwoolf</a><br></font></div></blockquote></div><font class="Apple-style-span" face="'Times New Roman'" size="4"><br></font><div>
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