I've always loved the word 'serendipity,' and that's what happened when I read this book. It's the first novel I've read by Bennett, and I'll immediately find more by him. This one is a fictional autobiography about the life and loves of a British woman in the late 19th century. It's the first book I've read from this era in which a male author writes a story in first person with a female protagonist. It must have been a little shocking when it was published in 1905- she loses her virginity in a one-night stand followed by a morning-after scene in the bed, she has a fling with a married man and later shacks up with a man. The story has very few characters, and there isn't much conversation- most of it takes place in the woman's head. The ending of Part 2 is surprising, and the ending of the book is unexpected and sudden. The author does an excellent job describing things, especially music in Part 1. I liked this book a lot, will read it again soon, and am looking forward to more by Bennett.