Woolfian Boundaries - Clemson University

Woolfian Boundaries - Clemson University Woolfian Boundaries - Clemson University

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174 WOOLFIAN BOUNDARIES ing before and around the individual life, “But, you may say” and “Yes, of course…But” situate the individual utterance within a conversational stream. Both A Room of One’s Own and To the Lighthouse open in the dialogic mode, and numerous critics have explored the implications for the ensuing text: the undercutting of hegemonic, monologic authority, the initiation of a feminist discourse informed by polyvocality and chiasmic turns and shifts. 2 But the opening words have the further function of giving shape to a narrative “before.” While each work opens on a female speaker pitted against and challenging a dominant patriarchal discourse, her actual words are directed to complicit, not oppositional, ears: an audience of women students in the essay-lecture, and Mrs. Ramsay’s son James in the novel. And both speakers’ words evidently respond to a previous, but unrecorded, utterance: the lecturer anticipates her audience’s objection (But, you may say) on the basis of their prior (but not textually stated) request (an invitation to talk about women and fi ction); the mother responds to her son’s similarly unsounded, unwritten question (will he be able to go to the lighthouse the next day?). It is not the speaker who interrupts, but the reader, intruding into a conversation in which a certain discursive contract has already been assumed. In these works, as in Jacob’s Room, the reader soon has enough information to sketch in the situation, but my interest here is in the rhetorical eff ect. “Once upon a time” gets us all ready and nicely settled in our chairs. “But” and “Yes” signal our late arrival on the scene, generating a critical uncertainty about our ability ever fully to know the life that has been in process in a hypothesized prior time. In a diary entry written just after the publication of To the Lighthouse and before A Room of One’s Own, Woolf wrote, “What I like, or one of the things I like, about motoring is the sense it gives one of lighting accidentally, like a voyager who touches another planet with the tip of his toe, upon scenes which would have gone on, have always gone on, will go on, unrecorded, save for this chance glimpse” (D3 153). Beginning’s ragged edge is the ghostly echo of things that “have gone on, have always gone on, will go on, unrecorded”; listening in, like alighting on a foreign planet, situates the life within the book in the larger stream of unrecorded time. Beginning uncertainties can also be instilled through a pattern of infi nite regression, initiated, in the opening of Mrs. Dalloway, by the conjunction “for.” Of all Woolf’s novels, Mrs. Dalloway might seem to make the clearest straight-edge start, with its defi nitive announcement of determination and act: “Mrs. Dalloway said she would buy the fl owers herself” (3). Immediately following this sentence, however, the logic of “for” reveals the previously occurring “ground” or “reason” motivating Clarissa’s announced intent: 3 “For Lucy had her work cut out for her.” In miniature, we have the structure of in medias res and fl ashback. But as the passage continues, repetitions of “for” refer us to various other possible beginnings, each subsequently less defi nite as narrative scene. After her thoughts about Lucy, Clarissa experiences the fi rst whiff of fresh, early morning air like a plunge into a lake: “For so it had always seemed”; the scene wobbles through a lifetime of memory, before alighting on a moment when Clarissa was eighteen. In the next paragraph, Clarissa’s sensations accumulate antecedents in a further, more indeterminate, “before”: “For having lived in Westminster—how many years now? over twenty” (4). Th e single day of Mrs. Dalloway’s present acquires density through the ever-expanding traces of the past, as the narrative, in its larger frame, acquires density through the prior, though largely unnarrated and hence uncontainable, experiences of war. And since the pattern of infi nite regression here means not receding further and further back, but receding over and over again, it makes untenable any posited

Inside and Outside the Covers 175 resting place of a single beginning, even in hypothetical time. Perhaps most radically, this indeterminateness of beginning informs Woolf’s most extended allusion to the Biblical myth of creation: the echo of Genesis in the fi rst section of Th e Waves. Opening in darkness, in a world of no distinguishable forms, the italicized prelude would appear to narrate a scene of ex nihilo creation (the beginning of day imitating the beginning of consciousness and initiating the beginning of form). Yet the informing paradigm wobbles between tropes of creation and tropes of disclosure or discovery, ambiguously mixing metaphors of birth and revelation. If the sun is the creative eye, then the movement from dark to light, from undiff erentiated mass (“the sea was indistinguishable from the sky”) to articulated forms (“the sun sharpened the walls of the house”) suggests the separation of matter from chaos as a generative visual act (TW 7, 8). If, however, the sun strikes the eye, then a slowly emerging landscape is recorded, notated, and doubled in the mind, the refraction of light instilling the retinal image. Perception in this guise merely apprehends what has preceded, in its existence, the sensory act. And the imagery of Woolf’s description reaches back to the previously observed: a wrinkled cloth, a breathing sleeper, sediment clearing in wine, or the arm of a woman raising a lamp. Seven times in the fi rst three paragraphs, the words “as if” and “like” signal the dependency of perception on associations that antedate the immediate scene. Th e implications are doubly transformative. Unlike the sudden creative fi at of Genesis, here the artist, as the partially obscured fi gure of the woman whose arm raises the lamp, is a creative fi gure without being a single and authoritative point of origin. And, for the reader, beginning means entering into a process whose very multiplicity prevents any reduction of the ensuing text into a single narrative line. In various ways, Woolf’s opening words thus creep out from their locations between the printed covers to link with prior life. And the implications again reveal the fallacy of earlier assumptions about modernist thought. Far from being ahistorical, autonomous formalism, Woolf’s writing is permeated with historical consciousness; and instead of plunging us into subjective individualism, the adumbrated, pluralistic “source text” grounds the narrative in an indeterminate, heterogeneous, communal past. However, such potentially positive expansions of narrative also bring attendant threats. Th e negation of a single origin frees us from confi nement in a totalizing, monolinear narrative, but the cumulative building of pre-histories could still bind the future to rearticulations of the past. Th e question—and one crucial to Woolf’s revolutionary feminist thinking—is whether one can engage the wholeness of continuum and still allow a space for radical creative freedom to occur. Such intense hauntings of pre-history escape a defi ning, deterministic trajectory, however, precisely because the shift from monism to pluralism makes it possible to conceive the radically new. By abandoning the construct of a single, unitary origin in one fi xed point in time, Woolf’s narratives recast beginnings as indeterminate and multiple and hence always pervasively potential. If antecedents of present experience have come into existence in diff erent forms at diff erent times, then the phenomenon of beginning can occur at any future point as well. A new eddy can fl ow into the stream, a new thread be woven into the cloth, to enter and transform the holistic continuum of ongoing life. Th is construct of time as continuous and yet ever changing, repetitive yet never the same, recalls the correspondences, frequently noted, between Woolf’s narrative structures and Henri Bergson’s concept of duration or durée. It is the late work of William James, however, that most usefully explains the integral tie between narrative pluralism and an

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resting place of a single beginning, even in hypothetical time.<br />

Perhaps most radically, this indeterminateness of beginning informs Woolf’s most extended<br />

allusion to the Biblical myth of creation: the echo of Genesis in the fi rst section of<br />

Th e Waves. Opening in darkness, in a world of no distinguishable forms, the italicized prelude<br />

would appear to narrate a scene of ex nihilo creation (the beginning of day imitating the<br />

beginning of consciousness and initiating the beginning of form). Yet the informing paradigm<br />

wobbles between tropes of creation and tropes of disclosure or discovery, ambiguously<br />

mixing metaphors of birth and revelation. If the sun is the creative eye, then the movement<br />

from dark to light, from undiff erentiated mass (“the sea was indistinguishable from the sky”)<br />

to articulated forms (“the sun sharpened the walls of the house”) suggests the separation of<br />

matter from chaos as a generative visual act (TW 7, 8). If, however, the sun strikes the eye,<br />

then a slowly emerging landscape is recorded, notated, and doubled in the mind, the refraction<br />

of light instilling the retinal image. Perception in this guise merely apprehends what has<br />

preceded, in its existence, the sensory act. And the imagery of Woolf’s description reaches<br />

back to the previously observed: a wrinkled cloth, a breathing sleeper, sediment clearing in<br />

wine, or the arm of a woman raising a lamp. Seven times in the fi rst three paragraphs, the<br />

words “as if” and “like” signal the dependency of perception on associations that antedate<br />

the immediate scene. Th e implications are doubly transformative. Unlike the sudden creative<br />

fi at of Genesis, here the artist, as the partially obscured fi gure of the woman whose arm<br />

raises the lamp, is a creative fi gure without being a single and authoritative point of origin.<br />

And, for the reader, beginning means entering into a process whose very multiplicity prevents<br />

any reduction of the ensuing text into a single narrative line.<br />

In various ways, Woolf’s opening words thus creep out from their locations between the<br />

printed covers to link with prior life. And the implications again reveal the fallacy of earlier<br />

assumptions about modernist thought. Far from being ahistorical, autonomous formalism,<br />

Woolf’s writing is permeated with historical consciousness; and instead of plunging us into<br />

subjective individualism, the adumbrated, pluralistic “source text” grounds the narrative<br />

in an indeterminate, heterogeneous, communal past. However, such potentially positive<br />

expansions of narrative also bring attendant threats. Th e negation of a single origin frees<br />

us from confi nement in a totalizing, monolinear narrative, but the cumulative building of<br />

pre-histories could still bind the future to rearticulations of the past. Th e question—and one<br />

crucial to Woolf’s revolutionary feminist thinking—is whether one can engage the wholeness<br />

of continuum and still allow a space for radical creative freedom to occur.<br />

Such intense hauntings of pre-history escape a defi ning, deterministic trajectory, however,<br />

precisely because the shift from monism to pluralism makes it possible to conceive the<br />

radically new. By abandoning the construct of a single, unitary origin in one fi xed point<br />

in time, Woolf’s narratives recast beginnings as indeterminate and multiple and hence<br />

always pervasively potential. If antecedents of present experience have come into existence<br />

in diff erent forms at diff erent times, then the phenomenon of beginning can occur at any<br />

future point as well. A new eddy can fl ow into the stream, a new thread be woven into the<br />

cloth, to enter and transform the holistic continuum of ongoing life.<br />

Th is construct of time as continuous and yet ever changing, repetitive yet never the<br />

same, recalls the correspondences, frequently noted, between Woolf’s narrative structures<br />

and Henri Bergson’s concept of duration or durée. It is the late work of William James,<br />

however, that most usefully explains the integral tie between narrative pluralism and an

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