Woolf's first novel, published in 1915. While her fellow modernists Joyce, Pound, and Eliot were creating works dense with allusions and difficult language, Woolf, perhaps taking up the baton from Henry James, was committed to exploring human consciousness and psychology with a nuance and patience that few novelists had attempted before. "The Voyage Out" is more conventional than her later work and a little long at times, but has the seeds of her greatness. The Dalloways have a supporting role. Introduction by Michael Cunningham, who wrote "The Hours."
Everyone is registered, internally and externally, in such intense detail that it makes me want to rock my head and unfocus my eyes. Every so often Woolf looks at a tree or a rock and it lights up like it's on fire, and then, wham, I'm back inside someone again. I don't even know this much about my own experience, and I am in everyone's head, knowing more about what they are experiencing than they do, all at once. When I look up from this book, the world looks like a pleasant escape fantasy written by an earnest hack.
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