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. None can be found.Woolf prowls the streets of London at dusk. A thousand thoughts consume her. Why is it fatal for a writer to reflect on their sex? Who can measure the violence of the poets heart when tangled in a womans body? What if Shakespeare had an equally gifted sister?Woolf unflinchingly interrogates the injustice she encounters. Witty. Relevant. Provocatively funny. Woolf slices through notions of gender disparity with an incisive mix of charm and venom.'Alexanders electric performance was a powerful depiction of Woolfs challenging words against the patriarchy and the social injustices women have long suffered for centuries.' (Jessica Morgan, deputy editor, The Face 2021)