Will have to reread this, just couldn't focus on it. My thoughts kept wandering off and I rarely ever have that with non-study books. I did have the same with Woolf's
Moments of Being, which I abandoned, another thing that I rarely do. Bad signs! Next time I'll lock myself in a quiet room and have a Woolf day, see if that helps. There's some beautiful writing there obviously, but it's a shame when it feels like a chore.