This book was a lovely read, and surprisingly I wasn't able to put it down and finished it in about 3 days. This is good for me, as I haven't been able to finish a book that fast for some time! I have been intrigued by Virginia Woolf since I stumbled on her suicide letter to Leonard Woolf looking through a book of famous people's last words one day in the library. From then, I aggressively consumed all of her novels and even obsessively underlined all the most poetic and touching lines so I could type them up and have them to look back on. Herbert Marder has made it easy to go down memory lane, and I loved how he incorporated so much detail of her process writing different books. I find myself thinking back to when I was reading her work and love being able to identify with and confirm his suggestions and arguments. I feel I better understand her suicide now, as I see how the times they were living in toward the end of her life simplified the vast complexity of life and death. I was surprised to learn many of the Woolf's acquaintances kept poison around just in case of invasion! My heart hurts for all that Woolf had to endure in such a fragile state of mind. But as weak as she felt, I still find her to be quite strong. All the obsessive writing, rewriting, typing, reading, and publishing she did while having to deal with mental break downs is enough to inspire me to get out of bed and start the day and have no excuse as to not. I write this review a bit rushed, excited, and childishly pleased with it as a whole. If you are a Woolf fan, I highly recommend reading this biography to learn more about her real life behind the scenes leading up to her suicide.