Mrs. Dalloway

  • Reading Virginia Woolf Again

    January 25 marked Virginia Woolf’s 134th birthday. Rachel Vorona Cote has this remembrance for Hazlitt: If we regard ourselves as the protagonists of our own lives, then we must, to live empathically, remember that we are not singular in our possession of…

  • The Last Book I Loved: The Hours

    The Last Book I Loved: The Hours

    Depression has a peculiar texture: sometimes, rather than sadness, it is an emotional flatline; the sneaking suspicion that you are play-acting.

  • Experiment with Literature

    If you’ve grown up on canonical realist fiction, it can take a while to get used to the taste of experimental literature. But LitReactor’s Cath Murphy, after enduring slander against her adventurous side no less vicious than “Cath never likes…

  • Literature’s Most Famous Party Hosts

    Some writers are almost as famous for their raucous boozing as they are for their prose. You could fill a book with tales of literary parties—in fact, professional party planner Suzette Field did just that. The book is called A Curious…