Status Updates From Jurnalul unei scriitoare

‘first she starved herself of love, which meant also life’

banger quote on the first page already! I will not be casual about this book

I think every artist can relate to this diary
As amazing as Woolf was, she still struggled with self doubt. A reminder that when you care so much about the craft, the way is never without difficulty.

Oh, glorious V! I could curl into each sentence and nestle there fora while, or more. I love each thought she presses into the page; the cool critique, the fervent artist, the deep thoughts on style, and meaning.

Progress through diaries is slow, not so much a swampy journey, but a slow amble on a crisp spring day, where after the grey of winter, you just want to linger, longer, in the light.

Virginia Woolf escribiendo con reumatismo, y dolor en las manos, solo para criticarse a sí misma.