Meets every other Tuesday evening.
A novel in nine episodes — Ninth Street reads one a fortnight.
Someone in Ninth Street marked a passage. Reply here, or keep reading and come back to it.
Jonathan marked p. 138 — three days ago
“There is nothing one can fix the mind upon. Nothing one can lean against. A strange figure stands on the edge of the sea.”
Ava: This is the same vertigo Barnes is writing in Nightwood, though Woolf gets there four years earlier. 2d
You: The "strange figure" — is that meant to be Bernard, or does he step outside the six of them here? 1d
Daria marked p. 141 — this morning
“The rat-tat-tat of the typewriter. That was life; Mr. Prentice at four; Mr. Eyres at four-thirty.”
No replies yet — be the first.
Next meeting
7.30pm, by the window seat in Eliot's living room
Discussing chapters IV and V — bring your margin notes.
Reading alongside you