The history of a pioneering publishing company devoted to women writers, as told by one of its longtime publishers.
In 1978, at age 25, Goodings, the chair of Virago Press, arrived in London from her native Canada determined to succeed in publishing. Her first job was as an assistant to a man at a publicity company who bellowed, “Coffee please!” and called her a communist when she suggested he could get it himself. It wasn’t long before she joined Virago, one of the first publishing houses devoted to championing the works of women. When Goodings asked Carmen Callil, the founder, why she started the company, Callil said, “To change the world, darling. That’s why.” In her debut memoir, Goodings charts the company’s history and offers observations on not just “the march of feminism,” but also editing, reading, so-called post-feminism, and more. Much of the book reads like an expanded catalog of Virago titles, with dozens of examples of the authors and books they publish, and the tone can be self-congratulatory and defensive. Of women who criticized Virago for not being radical or independent enough, the author writes, “How many people have you reached? How many lives have you touched? Have you changed anyone’s mind? Given anyone joy? Inspired change?” Goodings defends Virago’s many compromises—selling to Little, Brown in 1995, publishing “celebrity feminists”—as necessary steps toward a bigger goal. But that goal was vital, and the book is strongest when Goodings shares anecdotes about the many women authors she has worked with. Among them are Margaret Atwood, whose attitude toward late trains and clueless interviewers was a carefree, “never mind, it’s all material” for future books; and Adrienne Rich, who, when a female hotel receptionist apologized for reserving a double bed after seeing Rich’s female partner, “calmly, graciously, put out her hand for the key and said, ‘Yes, that’s right.’ ”
An informative, occasionally dry account of a publishing house that has mostly succeeded in its mission “to rock the boat.”