![]() But Helen, as we soon find out, likes to do things differently, even when it comes to embroidery: she chose a thread from the vari-coloured tangle that lay in her lap, and sewed red into the bark of a tree, or yellow into a river torrent. Unlike me, Helen can’t share thoughts about books with the world via a computer screen her book thoughts are kept within the confines of her mind while her creative urges are directed instead towards her embroidery screen. ![]() ![]() Like me, Helen is a middle-aged woman who reads a lot. Helen Ambrose’s fictional existence is happening one hundred years before my real-life one but in some respects we aren’t very different. The following line describing leading character Helen Ambrose catches my eye: She had her embroidery frame set up on deck, with a little table by her side on which lay open a black volume of philosophy. My copy of the book is on the desk beside me and I’m sorting through the various passages I’ve underlined looking for the slant that will please me most. ![]() I’m sitting in front of my computer screen wondering which of several angles to choose in order to make this review something more than just another account of the plot and characters of The Voyage Out (1915). ![]()
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