It is 1929. An androgynous figure cuts a haunting shape in the shadows of Oxbridge. Scorned, ordered off the path; then refused entry to the library. Why? Woolf demands answers. Woolf unflinchingly interrogates the injustice she encounters. Witty. Relevant. Provocatively funny. Woolf slices through notions of gender disparity with an incisive mix of integrity and ironic charm.