A review by radioactve_piano
A Writer's Diary: Being Extracts from the Diary of Virginia Woolf, by Virginia Woolf, Lyndall Gordon, Leonard Woolf

2.0

This is another case of buying the book for a college class, not being assigned anything from it, and feeling like I should actually read it since I paid for it. I thought I might like it better than I liked any of her actual writing (I'm normally a sucker for journal entries or letters), but alas. I found myself being annoyed at her constant "I'm thrilled with everything/I'm so depressed; I'm ecstatic at the positive reviews/crushed by the negative reviews/I don't care about reviews a whit; I can't write/I have been writing so easily and well/what is the point of writing". I understand the emotional pull of writing but felt really frustrated by her woe-is-me attitude. Perhaps I'm not sympathetic enough to have fully appreciated this book.