Damn, Virginia Woolf’s sentences in Mrs Dalloway are so long I’m running out of breath just reading them. And I can’t parse half of them. It’s like deliberately obfuscated C code. Kinda just letting the gestalt of each sentence sink in.
Interesting effect though.
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my understanding is that it was supposed to be a sort of stream-of-consciousness oceanic verbiage thing
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You could next read The Hours by Michael Cunningham. :) For more long sentences you could try Wings of The Dove by Henry James.
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She’s got nothing on Henry James. He piles on qualifying, subordinate clauses at a dizzying pace. You really have to slow down to parse each sentence.



