In her introduction to the Hesperus edition of Carlyle's House, Doris Lessing criticizes Nicole Kidman's portrayal of Virginia Woolf in The Hours. Whereas Kidman's Woolf is a severe, angular, melancholic figure pre-haunted by her later depressive suicide, Lessing counters that Woolf actually loved life, and enjoyed it thoroughly when she was not sick.
Freshwater is one of the best proofs of this in her surviving fiction. It is a saucy, at times even goofy, comedy first drafted in 1923, and then substantially revised in 1935 for performance in one of the famous Bloomsbury evening parties. Ostensively, it is a biographical sketch of her great-aunt, Julia Cameron, who had been a famous Victorian photographer. And apparently, the many historical details embedded on what seems an entirely absurd, even surrealist, script are nearly all true.
The narrative is inconsequential: Julia and her husband are at their Freshwater estate on the Isle of Wight, awaiting the arrival of a pair of coffins before departing for India. In the meantime, Julia is searching among all the menfolk of the town for someone with manly enough calves to model Galahad in her next photograph, Alfred Lloyd Tennyson is lurking about reciting his epic Maud and nearly expiring in horror at failures in melifluosity in others' speech, a love tryst unfolds in the garden, and Queen Victoria makes an unannounced arrival. In the 1935 edition, one of Virginia's relatives played a porpoise (to whom the young ingenue feeds her wedding ring in order to elope with a soldier), and there was a guest appearance by Mimzi, Leonard Woolf's pet marmoset.
Fans of Woolf's most devastating masterpieces might be perplexed to learn of her participation in the Dreadnought Hoax shortly before WWI, whereby she, her brother, and several of their friends gained admittance to a restricted English battleship under the disguise of an (all male!) delegation from Abyssinia. In contrast, it's not quite so hard to imagine the author of Freshwater sooting up her face, donning a long false beard and speaking mock Abyssinian to her majesty's finest.