Maggie Gee - Virginia Woolf in Manhattan

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What if Virginia Woolf came back to life in the twenty-first century?
Bestselling author Angela Lamb is going through a mid-life crisis. She dumps her irrepressible daughter Gerda at boarding school and flies to New York to pursue her passion for Woolf, whose manuscripts are held in a private collection.
When a bedraggled Virginia Woolf herself materialises among the bookshelves and is promptly evicted, Angela, stunned, rushes after her on to the streets of Manhattan. Soon she is chaperoning her troublesome heroine as Virginia tries to understand the internet and scams bookshops with 'rare signed editions'. Then Virginia insists on flying with Angela to Istanbul, where she is surprised by love and steals the show at an international conference on — Virginia Woolf.
Meanwhile, Gerda, ignored by her mother for days, has escaped from school and set off in hot pursuit.
Virginia Woolf in Manhattan is a witty and profound novel about female rivalry, friendships, mothers and daughters, and the miraculous possibilities of a second chance at life.

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The room split apart, the set dismantled

The universe fissured.

We fell through the air –

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— The plane soared on above the earth, the flight staff stumbled down the cabin, replacing cushions, picking up toys, Virginia Woolf was thrust into my hand –

Yes, I was holding ‘Professions for Women’.

A flight attendant waved a mobile. God, it was mine. I reached out to reclaim it.

Yes, the plane, the storm, the shock

the blind white flash as we spiralled down

I struggled to collect myself.

Put the phone back in your pocket .

Something was there, obstructing it. I pushed, impatient, but force got me nowhere. I loved my coral suit too much to risk tearing the pocket, so I stopped and explored its satin crevice. Something small and round and solid. I pulled it out. It was a brilliant glass disk, a shiny bull’s-eye with rings of cobalt and lighter blue, on a cord of gold silk. Sky: sunlight. Life was sunlight. And then it darkened. And shone again. Maybe the universe split every moment. Minute changes of light or viewpoint …

Yes, it was Turkish. I had seen one like it. It was a charm against the evil eye. I stared at it: it stared at me.

We have other lives, I think, I hope … we live in others. We live in things

The eye gazed through me, intense as a peacock’s.

The air beneath us was still unsteady. The intercom crackled, the pilot came on. ‘Sorry about that, ladies and gentlemen. As you may have noticed, we were struck by lightning — ’ Relieved laughter ran through the cabin, followed by a crescendo of clapping.

Yet something about it was not quite right. The seat felt flimsy; the walls were half-painted.

Gerda was sitting in the seat beside me, and beyond her, a triangular presence, a cone of shadow — no, a woman .

Virginia herself was on the plane. Relief rushed through me. I had not lost her.

Angela, Gerda, Virginia, side by side in another world. If time had split, which fork were we on?

There were many worlds, many universes. Maybe we never die entirely.

Now Virginia hoots with laughter. She and Gerda are making up rude rhymes. And then she stops. And then she looks.

A grave thin man comes down the gangway, rubbing his eyes with a trembling hand. Leonard is weeping. He has seen his wife. He cannot speak, but he kneels beside her, takes her blue-veined hands in his. ‘Virginia …Virginia … I think there has been too much excitement …’

‘Leonard, I am well again.’

‘They are all here, darling, all our friends… Lytton is busy with a steward.’

We live in others. We live in words.

Somewhere beyond the thin skin of sky that trembles between the different stories, I hear voices, and there is dancing …

Taksim Square is flush with faces, a rainbow flag, red carnations. A Kurdish poet is giving a reading in three languages; women listen. Far away in dark Manhattan, towers flower like Judas trees, bright-coloured people waving from windows. Staff pour out of the big hotels, shedding uniforms like snow. Crows hop past: ‘ Kaar, Virginia .’

Through the old world, through the new world, through Constantinople and Istanbul, through Manahatta and new Manhattan, through Harlem and Brooklyn, Sultanahmet and Taksim, the people surge, weaving new stories.

We live in others. We live in words.

We fly on, on, towards the turquoise statue who always recedes into the distance, Liberty with her crown of thorns.

Monumental, foolish, hopeful, she holds her beacon up towards us.

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

Virginia Woolf is an overwhelming presence in modern English literature, especially for women who write. We who come after have to cope with her genius. Woolf was an inspiration to me when I read Jacob’s Room aged eighteen, long before she became a central author in my 1980 doctoral thesis, supervised by Dr Vivienne Wylie and Professor David Lodge. I hope this novel will be seen as a twenty-first-century love letter as well as an act of cheek, an attempt not to be afraid of Virginia Woolf. Though most references to Woolf’s real nineteenth and twentieth-century life are based at least loosely on her writings or on the biographies, her thoughts and feelings are mostly my imaginings. The passage on pages 437–438 is a complete invention. No-one can know what happens between two people. The same is true of Woolf’s love for her sister Vanessa, and of her thoughts before she died. In the end, this Virginia is a phantasm, one of Thackeray’s fictional ‘puppets’, always and only my own.

I have been greatly helped with this book by my friends. First among them must be Dr Mine Özyurt Kiliç of Istanbul, author of Maggie Gee: Writing the Condition-of-England Novel (Bloomsbury Academic), who helped me to understand a tiny amount about her country. Professor Barbara Goodwin, perennial first reader, and Dr Robin Jared Lewis, New Yorker in China, also read and commented on this manuscript. Thanks to my writer friends Hillary Jordan and Khaled Al Khamissi and to the El Gouna Writers’ Residency at the Hotel Mosaique, Egypt, which gave me time to begin this novel; to Abdullah Al-Kafri, Kadija Sesay and Victor Sugbo; to the librarians in the Berg Collection of the New York Public Library; to Dr Sarah Dillon and Dr Caroline Williams.

Dr Lyndall Gordon, author of the ground-breaking Virginia Woolf: A Writer’s Life (OUP) encouraged this project at a very early stage. Dr Alexandra Harris, author of the beautiful short biography Virginia Woolf (Thames & Hudson), very kindly read and advised on parts of the final draft of this book, in less than ideal circumstances. All mistakes are, of course, my own.

My beloved daughter Rosa Rankin-Gee, author of The Last Kings of Sark (Virago), allowed me to plagiarise a few of her sayings and her adventurous spirit for Gerda, and read an early draft. My equally beloved husband Nicholas Rankin, author of Churchill’s Wizards (Faber & Faber), saved me, sustained me and read me at various moments. He also took me to New York for a birthday present, and it was on that trip, in the New York Public Library, that the book began.

The British Council inspired my love of Turkey when they invited me to do readings in Ankara and Istanbul in the 1990s. Since then there have been many other working trips. My thanks especially to Jonathan Lee and the authors, both British and Turkish, who were such good company in spring 2012. The staff and students at Istanbul University have encouraged and challenged many of my ideas: special thanks to Professor Esra Emelik, who invited me to Istanbul in 2011 for a plenary at a conference very unlike the one in this book; the fortuitous eruption of the Icelandic volcano trapped me there for long enough to nurture this novel. Thanks also to Dr Mehmet Ali Çelikel, Dr Seyda Inceoglu and their students for inviting me to Pamukkale University in 2013.

Professor Moira Penny, who implodes during the conference in my novel, was the heroine of my first novel, Dying in Other Words (1981) and had gone downhill sharply by the time she came back in The Flood (2004). Angela Lamb was a teenager in my second novel The Burning Book and a self-centred writer in The Flood .

Thanks to Dr Tracy Brain and to colleagues and students at Bath Spa University who heard my first public reading from the novel, and encouraged me.

Most of all I would like to pay tribute to the enduring courage and professionalism of my independent publishers, André, Salwa and Lynn Gaspard. Thanks for the warm encouragement and loyalty of my agent Karolina Sutton and my editor Anna Wilson, and for the keen eye and logical brain of Sarah Cleave who brought this manuscript to publication.

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