Recent Work By Kate Zambreno

Above all, you must illumine your own soul with its profundities and its shallows, and its vanities and its generosities, and say what your beauty means to you or your plainness, and what is your relation to the ever-changing and turning world of gloves and shoes and stuffs swaying up and down among the faint scents that come through chemists’ bottles down arcades of dress material over a floor of pseudo–marble…
– Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own

So this is the idea. There are two selves here.



They dialogue with each other.



This is kind of like in your book. Green Girl. The notion of the two selves. The ambivalent and sometimes cruel mother-narrator who observes and interrogates Ruth, the American girl adrift in London, stuck, circling.