Friday, 25 July 2014

Monday 21st March 1927

Edith Sitwell came to tea: transparent like some white bone someone picks up on a moor, with sea water stones on her long frail hands which slide into yours much narrower than one expects like a folded fan. She has pale gemlike eyes; and is dressed, on a windy March day, in three decker skirts of red spotted cotton. She half shuts her eyes; coos an odd little laugh. All is very tapering and pointed, the nose running on like a mole. She said I was a great writer, which pleased me. So sensitive to everything in people and books she said. She got talking about her mother blaspheming in the nursery, hysterical; terrible; setting Edith to kill bluebottles.She is a curious product, likeable to me: sensitive, etiolated, affectionate, lonely, having to thread her way (there is something ghostlike and angular about her) home to Bayswater to help cook dinner. In other ages she would have been a cloistered nun; or an eccentric excluded country old maid.



  1. I wondered why this entry touched you? It's a bit lonely, in my opinion..She talks about how Edith is lonely like she could be a nun or some isolated maid..

    What do you think of it? I wonder if you yourself ever considered being a nun? Or being a spinster?

    1. I love this entry because Virginia describes Edith so well that I see her before me.
      As for being a spinster I think it a very honouring thing to do, and don't see it in a negative way in that of being lonely. I would love to spend some time in a nunnery one day, I always have, as for being a nun, I don't think I have the strength.

  2. Oh so there's a possibility that you would be a spinster, but not a nun.
    I wonder what is the main hazard that you think of in a married life? Is it the time? That you can't stand if the husband would always ask that you spend time together with him, while you are so enthusiastic spending time for the arts and other things you'd rather be doing? Or is the main hazard not about being free with time?

    There was someone I've heard about..she had had lots of problems in life that in the end she simply lost the will to live..But instead of committing suicide, she ended up taking refuge in the nunnery... So I thought that if only the person had still some "strength" left, she could have carried on with life outside the nunnery.
    But of course that person may be a rare case.. And perhaps most nuns have already determined to be in the nunnery even when they were still children..Perhaps the strength that you're talking about is the strength to shun away all the wonderful opportunities to do other things outside the nunnery,just to live a more devoted life.

    Have you already visited a nunnery?