Frances Wilson
Hardly Human
Death and the Maidens: Fanny Wollstonecraft and the Shelley Circle
By Janet Todd
Profile Books 304pp £17.99 order from our bookshop
Being Shelley: The Poet’s Search for Himself
By Ann Wroe
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There is a short story by Henry James called ‘The Private Life’, in which a celebrated writer, Clare Vawdrey, is invited to a weekend house party. His company, it turns out, is less illuminating than his writing and one evening, while Vawdrey is boring his fellow guests downstairs, the narrator goes upstairs and sees through the author’s bedroom door, which is slightly ajar, that Vawdrey is also sitting at his desk, scribbling away at his latest play. There are two Clare Vawdreys, it transpires: the dreary public figure and the brilliant private writer, and Vawdrey inhabits, quite comfortably, both parts at the same time.
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