and awesome it was in the end too. I've been a long time getting there but now have to nominate this as my favourite Virginia book and I'm going to elevate To the Lighthouse to annual read status, so much to miss first and probably second and third time round, but still plenty of moments to savour,
'It was necessary now to carry everything a step further. With her foot on the threshold she waited a moment longer in a scene which was vanishing even as she looked, and then, as she moved and took Minta's arm and left the room it changed, it shaped itself differently; it had become, she knew, giving one last look at it over her shoulder, already the past.'
And my first read of 2009?
Well I'm having great success with previously miserable reading failures at the moment, books that have captured everyone else's imagination except mine (wait 'til you hear about Suite Francaise this time around) and I've sat like a wallflower at the dance wondering what all the fuss was about.
So a third and final attempt is boding well, a hundred pages in, which is about seventy more than before, and I'm hopeful of a quietly triumphant victory with
Why couldn't I see it before?
Aren't books the strangest things?
Here's to a year of magnificent reading everyone.