New members joined their ranks, pushing at boundaries, flouting conventions, and spurring their seniors to new heights of creative activity.

I definitely admire (most of) them, as free spirits, creative forces, and uninhibited lifestyle creators.

They pushed boundaries, turned heads and sparked discourse aplenty - and most importantly, revelled in it.

Forster's Maurice was not unpublishable but rather Forster strictly forbade to be published until after he died. The hook is that this is not supposed to be about the core Bloomsburyites but about the next generation of youthful free thinkers who looked to their elders while forging their own spaces.Sure, he was a member of the younger Bloomsbury set, but still, I couldn't understand why he was singled out. For those who are quite familiar with the Bloomsbury group and their output of work, Young Bloomsbury will be a lethargic reading experience. After a fairly engaging start, the book starts to feel like a bit like you’re stuck at a party where everyone else already knows each other and think they’re way too cool for you anyway.