It is an exploration of the workings of the minds of the six named characters within the text: Bernard, Rhoda, Jinny, Louis, Neville, and Susan.” After reading this, I felt better. I began with The Introduction and raised my beer to the first sentence, “ The Waves presents a challenge to the reader. After plowing through David Sedaris’s new book Calypso, I gingerly decided to try The Waves. Once at the beach, we set up our daily camp: umbrella up, beach chairs on the edge of the surf, and a cooler loaded with IPAs and Strongbow Cider on hand. I embarrassingly longed for some structure and a bit of linear thinking.

The rest of the class reveled in writing papers peppered with anagrams, poems, and feminist rants. It was a failure, as were my papers and class comments. I tried to write my notes backwards-starting at the bottom of the page and working my way up. He began by making statements, we tried to come up with questions and ideas, and, eventually, we ended at the main idea for each lesson. On the first day of class, our smartly-dressed professor walked into the room and announced that, in order to honor the work of Virginia Woolf, he planned to teach each class in an unconventional way. The study trip to Monk’s House (Woolf’s house and gardens) also wooed me. I signed up for a Virginia Woolf class envisioning that I would open my mind to an author who pioneered experimental writing, stream of consciousness, and feminist essays.

Dubs as my college friends and I unceremoniously dubbed her while studying abroad in Bath, England. I have a tumultuous, reading relationship with Ms.

In Edward Albee’s play Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf?, one of the characters sings “Who’s afraid of Virginia Woolf?” to the tune of “Who’s Afraid of the Big Bad Wolf?” Whenever I see that play or watch the movie, I want to jump to my feet and sing back, “Me! I am afraid of Virginia Woolf!”

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